It's so cold that the air temp by the windows are making my shins and ankles ache. E-gods. I really hate getting old.
Oh, my cockatiel looks like a feather fluff-ball with 2 toothpicks for legs.
I don't know who is in the worse spot - me or the bird.
Time to go find a pair of knee-hi socks. The extra thick kind.
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You might be pleased to hear that Tomorrow Me handled things
brilliantly. And All Of Me is still gainfully employed.
3 weeks ago
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