pixelsuicide

Yesterday... muh little Elvis managed to get outside. We could see him perched up in a tree and could hear his distress calls, but he's so used to somebody rescuing him that he just stayed put. Roman and I went out to find him (we couldn't see him in the tree anymore) and he was no where to be found. Poor little guy probably died and floated down river.
R.I.P. Elvis

In the tree where we could see him.

updated to add: I'm starting to feel kinda guilty about the bird. Yeah, he was annoying and I didn't want him anymore, but why did it have to be like this. He was completely helpless. I wanted him gone, and now he is. And I feel like garbage. I'm not gloating, but weird things have always happened around me. If I want something to happen, it usually does. By some supernatural force, it happens. Everytime I've wanted someone to call my lover, one showed up. Everytime I desperately wanted money, I somehow manage to get a hold of some. And now the bird is gone... yeah, I believe it's my fault.

updated yet again to add: I just watched King Kong and HOLY FUCKING SHIT, BATMAN!!
Also, I'm looking for a new hairstyle... any ideas?

HOLY FUCKING SHIT DOUBLE, BATMAN!! STEVE IRWIN DIED!!