09.28.05 :: 12:52 pm

and in paralyzing events of apartment 2, Stoosh caught another itty-bitty baby mouse.

Killed it dead, on the couch.

My useless roommates and equally useless self stood around taking turns screaming before we got up enough courage to deposit the dead rodent in the trash bin.

it was horrifying, but i guess the bright side is the fact that there isn't a mouse scurrying around our bedrooms.

god effing dammit is it saturday yet?

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