Another day of making the universe tap out screaming. I'm not going to break it down by score as it was no where near as dramatic as yesterday, but this will be two days in a row I can go to bed snuggling my Responsible Adult trophy like it was my squishy. If I keep this up, maybe I can earn the title of de-facto adult or something.
Incidentally... I was thinking while I was walking around in the comparatively much cooler but still damn hot -ness that I treat ADult and aDULT as two different words. Weirdly enough the way I've got it in my head, aDULT, which seems to be the standard American pronunciation, means things like porn stores, sex toys and Skiniemax, while ADult (which seems decidedly British) is that mystical being you become when you do, in fact, grow up. Weird, yes, but we knew my personal cranial wiring is a mite fucked up.
There is a nest parked somewhere above the door to the office that I can't see, but twice I've gone into the office and found another baby blue jay corpse on the stairs leading up to the door. They are both sad (they don't even have feathers yet on most of their bodies) and weirdly fascinating. I also have to wonder if they're falling or if Mama is killing them for some reason. Considering the consistancy of their placement, I'm thinking Mama Jay is killing them. That's cold, Obi-wan. Or they could be dying of heatstroke or something and Mama is merely pushing them out when they do. Don't know.
Finished the Eccleston series of Doctor Who, and the Christmas special immediately after it.
( blather )Heat makes me sleepy and stupid. Also you know you've been having a bad heatwave when 80 feels cold in the morning and 90 feels reasonable. Sheesh.
That is all.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
