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Tuesday, May 16, 2006

This morning I accidentally dropped my binoculars in the kitchen, and I was like, “Oh no! And the big birdathon is this weekend!” and when I put my binocs up to my eyes sure enough they were out of alignment and I was getting double vision. And also my new shoes weren’t fitting that well and so I had a fit of rage and slammed my binoculars around on the end of their neck strap and shrieked a lot. And guess what? It totally worked and my binocs are fixed again!! I’m glad too because on my walk home from the El there was a little chestnut sided warbler, all unconcerned as could be flitting around in some new tree leaves picking off tiny little mites to eat, the little bird being all fresh up from Peru or wherever he migrates from all the way up to the North American tundra or the artic circle or something where he’ll build his nest and raise his young in the month-long cloud of (delicious) insects that rise up from the ground there.

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