haven't we suffered enough?

September 11 shall no longer remind me of burning buildings, of lost lives, of the several hours of bong ripping in the bathrooms of Thurston Hall and of seeing the word "DYKES" spraypainted in an approximately 500 pt font on Memorial Bridge. No, September 11 shall now go down in my personal history as the day when we lost someone very special.*

Yes, it's that precious parrot, Alex, that's like super smart, taken from us far too early. And while 30 years may seem like a long time for an animal, African Greys live to be like 50, which is not only like super long but also is the reason that in my later years I will possibly be in possession of a parrot that, while hateful of me after the death of his longtime owner, will convey said hate via a series of endearing utterances, obscenities, and telephone noises. And oh yes, biting.

I'm waiting Magee.

*while writing this post I found out that the parrot actually died on last Thursday, so September 11 shall now be forever remembered as the day that Jen linked me to an article about the precious smart parrot dying - devastating