WTF Birds?

Is it just me or have the birds been acting all fucked up today?

Maybe it's me, maybe it's Chapel Hill, or maybe the birds are seriously up to something. At the bus stop this morning, the air was full of twittering (the social activity of birds, not humans) and nothing at which I looked was still. It was like I was tripping or something. And I promise, Katie, I'm NOT on drugs today (nor was I when I saw Pikachu, I swear)! Not only were the birds flying back and forth from tree to tree and playing chicken with the cars, but they were seriously dive-bombing the ground. It was as if there were lead leaves on the trees and they were all too heavy for the tree to hold up. If I had to hazard a guess, there were probably more than 50 birds in these 2 little 15 ft tall trees.

Once I got on the bus, I stopped thinking about it until I was in my public libraries seminar this afternoon. There was a tree outside the window and at some point, a constant fluttering in the corner of my eye caught my attention. There had to be about 10 birds in this one little snippet of a view I had of the tree, all doing that thing where they fly about 5 inches away from the tree, then back. And they went back and forth like that for a while. I turned my attention back to the conversation at hand and forget all about the birds again. About 10 minutes later, THUMP, one flies into the window.

I mean REALLY. What the fuck birds? I just hope Hitchcock isn't a prophet or else I'm not leaving the house tomorrow.