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Mickey

October 14th, 2008

I was nearly asleep last night, when R informed me that we had a houseguest. Specifically, one with a tail. Ah, the joys of owning an older home.

So, I had to wake up, and stalk our little mousey visitor with a box, while half alseep. I’m not sure, but I believe I promised that I would buy it a tiny motorcycle, and a helmet, and that we would have magical adventures if it would let itself be captured easily.

The mouse did not belive me, and hid underneath the fridge. I hate not being trusted. We set out a live trap, and I came home from a show to find Mickey in the cage, brought low by his deep seated love of peanut butter. I can relate, I guess.

Mickey lives in forest park now. It’s better that way.

In other news, I’m feeling a deep sense of ennui about life lately. However, it’s quite probable that I’m just being a dork, and I need to slap myself in the face, and stop being weird at people.  Ah well.  Time to sleep; peace out.

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