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Meeses! Hmm. I've been skipping days lately. It's becoming a rather bad habit. I just don't feel the inspiration anymore, I s'pose. I've spent all day today cleaning my room out for Good Will things, and chasing down a mouse that has decided that my room would make an excellent resting place. He's chewed through two of my bags, and shredded things on top of my shirts. In short, I am not happy. But he looks a little cute, from what I've seen of him. He's also addicted to glue, which should worry me a little. But it's not airplane glue or anything. Just a bunch of bottles that he's chewed through. He went in my closet, into the little drawers I have in there, and chewed through some glue in my "craft drawer", effectively leaving everything up there glued down to the bottom of the drawer. Pesky buggar. I wanted to catch it, but mom's laid down some poison, so it'll die and stink up my room forever and ever, amen. Blah. Why can't the wildlife just stay in the wild? <-Ghost-> |
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