Hey! Hey! We are a hurricane!

It's good thing I really love Panic! or I'd have punched Fox in the face by now.

And hey, maybe this will condition me to have all of the words completely memorized by the time the concert rolls around!

Whee!

Obviously I'm home now. Got to meet Aiden's siblings.

I still think Dean needs to turn into a Winchester. And be all like, "I'mma badass hunter. I kill bad monsters all the time and pick up chicks."

One of Crow's crows kawed fives times today. Twice.

Which means five for silver and possibly ten for...

Oh dammit.

This is going to make me hate numbers.

I love numbers.

EDIT: You should see how she organizes the dishwasher...

I owe a huge thanks to Aiden. For getting us all out of our houses and up there for some much needed party time. And for Fox, who's going to be grilled with questions until I'm satisfied.

I've a lot to ask him. Mostly about Rat. And about who they are.

And that shack. The significance of that shack, if any.

Oh, I didn't forget that day. Still as clear in my mind as when I did a face plant in the snow over that stupid fence.

There's also Owl. Fox assured me that we can save Skye. Somehow. Maybe.

My throat is scratchy. Again. Owowowowow.

BUT I HAVE PIE. That somehow makes it all okay.

Go away It. I have pie. And you can't have ANY OF IT.

.............................................

Crows. Smart little buggers. The person himself may not be all that functional on his own, but you can't compare Crow with a crow.

They're highly intelligent. And there's a flock of them. In my yard.

Screw off, birdies.