DISCLAIMER: I am currently on three different allergy and/or cold medicines, because none of them are working.
The black squirrel has not come back; I may post LOST signs around the neighborhood. I hear they are abundant in Council Bluffs and will venture across the river with a bag of small traps. The cardinal is a frequent visitor, though, so surely he will spread the word.
I attempted a French manicure and have decided that it would only be worthwhile to do in purple and black. If I wanted my nails to be pink with white tips, I would not be painting them in the first place kthx.
The wind is very noisy in the trees tonight. Usually that would mean I would be soothed and sleeping, but OMG snot. There is also the sound of men laughing outside. That sound frequently makes me panic and run run run. I will assign a squirrel to each corner of the yard.
Oh, so angry, all the time, I think if anyone knew just how angry they would back away from me slowly until they fell over backwards into the ocean. I tend to leave a trail of flaming carnage in my wake Princess Sailor me but I am a unicorn, and unicorns do not regret.
I did not turn into a pumpkin*. I did not even turn into a peach. I may resort to watercolors.
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