mornin’
just got another goddamned mouse out of my house, thanks to Reba, my killer cat. She didn’t even kill this one though!! It was totally still alive and unhurt when she brought it up by their food dish. They were messin’ around over there for long enough to where I had to go check it out. Sure enough, live mouse sitting there, petrified. I don’t feel bad for him though. I hate mice. He was trying to hide up against the wall, so I used a spatula and an old cup to round him up (which was gross, even for me). Then I threw him outside on the porch and threw the cup down at him with great enough force to knock that bitch out.
then I washed my hands.
one good thing is I felt pretty groggy up until this point. Now I’m awake as can be. Gonna listen to 11.27.98 Weekapaug. Have a good one!

Our housing situation right now is not everything we want it to be. I vote that we skip the tree this year, and all the other decorations, and wait until next year when we will hopefully be living somewhere awesome. It will be our first Christmas together in our first real house. (And it won’t be in Texas.) Sounds much better for a big tree and all the Christmas decorating labor.