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apocalypsosSo I stopped at the pet store the other day after work, because I'd had an awful, WRETCHED day at work and needed the solace that only watching small adorable animals can give me. At which point I made the mistake of peering into the dwarf hamster enclosure.
He was small, and white with a black dot on his back (I think), and he was a complete spazzy attention whore. I spent five minutes watching him and he spent the entire time racing around the entire cage and pausing only briefly to stop on my side of the cage and bounce up and down and silently say, "HI HI YOU DON'T KNOW ME BUT I WANT TO COME TO YOUR HOUSE AND BE WEE AND ADORABLE AND SPAZZY." And he was so TEENSY.
I would have brought him home that night but alas, my debit card did not want to acknowledge my paycheck for at least another four hours. Le sigh.
However, I'm stopping down tomorrow after school and if he's still there, he won't be anymore after I get there.
(In rodent-related news, Otis is sitting in the chinchilla's room next to the hole that the mouse came from that one time a long, loooooong time ago, indicating that there may be another one down there. Okay, if my toothless declawed cat manages to catch a mouse all on his own, I think he deserves a prize. Like, a pony or an Oscar or something.)
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Know why my IT teacher is awesome? Because today he proposed to us that we turn the class into a hybrid of sorts, have our lectures on Fridays, and stay home for our 8 AM Saturday classes to do our assignments from there. Woohoo! More sleep for me!
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Re: American Idol
Casey Abrams is my favorite, and I hope he catches a mouse. Er, wins a pony. Er, makes the top twenty or ten or whatever they're having this season.
He was small, and white with a black dot on his back (I think), and he was a complete spazzy attention whore. I spent five minutes watching him and he spent the entire time racing around the entire cage and pausing only briefly to stop on my side of the cage and bounce up and down and silently say, "HI HI YOU DON'T KNOW ME BUT I WANT TO COME TO YOUR HOUSE AND BE WEE AND ADORABLE AND SPAZZY." And he was so TEENSY.
I would have brought him home that night but alas, my debit card did not want to acknowledge my paycheck for at least another four hours. Le sigh.
However, I'm stopping down tomorrow after school and if he's still there, he won't be anymore after I get there.
(In rodent-related news, Otis is sitting in the chinchilla's room next to the hole that the mouse came from that one time a long, loooooong time ago, indicating that there may be another one down there. Okay, if my toothless declawed cat manages to catch a mouse all on his own, I think he deserves a prize. Like, a pony or an Oscar or something.)
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Know why my IT teacher is awesome? Because today he proposed to us that we turn the class into a hybrid of sorts, have our lectures on Fridays, and stay home for our 8 AM Saturday classes to do our assignments from there. Woohoo! More sleep for me!
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Re: American Idol
Casey Abrams is my favorite, and I hope he catches a mouse. Er, wins a pony. Er, makes the top twenty or ten or whatever they're having this season.
