November 20, 2002 :: 9:26 a.m.
excuse me, there's a rodent in your bathroom
My morning began with screaming. Lots and lots of screaming. The girls on my floor sound like a bunch of falling grenades. There was a rat in the bathroom, you see... a smallish white rat, the kind you buy at pet stores. And everyone who isn't me was freaking out to a point that was just ridiculous; I was fine, because hey, I like rats. I think they're cute. Someone probably put it there to cause trouble with the wee, frightened females, which, you know, is fine. I'm all for scaring the hell out of these people, because I don't care for any of them, but I feel bad for the rat. It looked petrified. I sot of wanted to pick it up and pet it, but the cleaning lady got it first. The little rat is not out and about someplace, foraging for nuts and berries or whatever rats forage for. Woo.
So... rat. Then a test. The rat was by far the more pleasant of the two, but the test wasn't quite as bad as I was expecting. Now if I can just get my damn project done before break, I'll be okay. Bleh.
Now it's shower time, because I can't be going to class all dirty. I'd rather not go to class at all, but hey. I'll write later, I'm sure.
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