1/19/2026 | there definitely exists a squawk and dance which means 'i have your prenatal egg mash lets go back to my place' which makes this all the more frustrating. me and my bestie being humbled by our four shared words "hi" "you rock!" "rock on!" and [spinning around]

1/19/2026 | big problem right now is im one block outside of my crow bestie's hangout zone so ill either need to feed her prenatals at the park or lure her to my house. somehow.

1/18/2026 | spending all day with dogs in kennels crying whining begging at me lowkey making me fucking sad all the time