I'm at home, relaxing.
I'm thinking about putting in a movie, sitting back, eating pizza and just spend the rest of my day winding down.
Turk has offically grown in his wings fully, and can't help but to fly EVERYWHERE. He still loves his cage, but man, he's always out flying round the house. Not that it's a bad thing, I keep it very safe for him, but everytime he finds a new spot he chirps and screams until I recogonize his major accomplishment of finding a new spot to land on.
Very cute, but it disrupts my TV watching.
"You lack the requisite spine and testicular fortitude to study under me"