I stepped on mouse's head today. I don't know if I didn't see him on my kitchen floor or if he ran behind me while I was getting a bowl, but I stepped back and scwunched on something and I turned around and there was this big fat mouse rolling around on the floor clutching his head crying "OW! my fucking head!!" and I screamed (not like a girly
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we'll be neighbors, yo.
me, you, whittles, vicissitude and a heap of others whose lj names escape me. some old friends, some new ones and i can't wait.
wheeee!
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Circe
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2) No! Come to the East Coast. You can live in my dorm room, in a cabinet or something.
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