I don't know why I feel like I'm about to get grilled for something all of a sudden.

I like this angle for us, though.

A way that you're looking directly in my eyes.

Go ahead, Sierra, do what you do.

Just nice to see you as I'm acting like I haven't been with you for the past three hours.

I don't even feel like it's necessary for me to do, hey y'all, hey guys.

So what has changed?

Because you used to really feel that.

I just feel like maybe I'm growing out of it.

Oh.

Well, don't you say hi an old friend?

Wait, I would like to start this out and tell everyone that I got shit on by a bird today.

I witnessed it.

I got literally shot on.

I thought it was a green smoothie. It was, which is so gross. I will legit never drink a green smoothie again because it really is of the same shade of green. But this bird, but this bird shot on me and it missed me by like half of a centimeter.

And it hit my jacket.

It did.

And I was like, if this is in my hair, I just couldn't stop hanging on my hair.

I was like, if this is in my hair, I'm going to lose my hair.

My hair was safe.

It actually didn't even show itself. Like, I pick up shit every day as a dog owner.

That, I had to look away at one point because that shit was like making me gag.

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