ORI = WAY SVET!!

i dont know where to start.  my name is ori.  um.. i live in my white cage up on top of the orange dresser, with my friend/roomate ver.  she's mean sometimes, and i dislike her when she is.  she's really nice sometimes (once in a while, like once a week) and we can talk then.  mostly i keep to myself and eat the oranges that maggie so carefully gives us.  i like maggie, but i want ver to like me, so i pretend like i am scared of maggie, like ver.  we have two little annoying finches who are down on our old table.  but they know we're in charge.  me and ver make it known every morning when we screech to lenny and stimey in the next room.  sometimes we make lost calls instead of screeches, but its usually screeches.  i've gotten to be a better singer in the past months.  i like to sing a lot.  it lets out all the built up energy i have.  but ver always screeches at me when i sing, unless she's carried away with doing something else, like chewing on the coconut shell deal we have in our cage.  ver's moulting right now.  soo many feathers.  i dislike her feathers.  they look messy, unlike my clean white ones.  i only wish my cere was as pretty as hers, though.  a couple days ago, maggie took us out so she could clean our cage, and then we sat on top of our cage for a while.  of course, maggie whipped out her camera.  and then she took some things called "pictures" of us.  heres the best ones:

see what i mean about the cere?

I'M MOULTING!!!!!!!!!!!!

from lenny. 

last weekend jamie had to take care of us, because maggie went up north.  we got to go have a sleepover with lenny and stimey in their room, because we could keep ourselves warmer with them.  lenny sang to ver the whole time, and even at night he watched her.  it was creepy.  but we got to listen to music on the radio the whole weekend.  it was awesome.  well, i need to go now, because i am too tired to type any more

--ori