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-------------------------------------------Mood: Head AchingIt's 2am...ive had enough of awake, want to sleep...
just spent about an hour trying to catch a mouse in my flat. i was doing alright. if my flatmate hadnt been so scared i might have managed it. but no, she leapt and jumped...it went under the cooker, now ive got no excuse but to get on with my essay oh well. and theres eight or nine people i dont know staying here tonight. not feeling like my home right now. but then i get my vengence on all the hair straightener, high heels and loud voiced types by neglecting to mention theres a mouse running 'aboot the hoose' as it were.
Being from the country, and having had (domestic) pet mice before im not scared by the wee brute. Poor wee thing, its little heart was going so fast...
It's 2am, ave hud ma fill of wakin oors. ah want ma bed. just spent bout an oor tryin ti catch a mousy beast in ma humble abode. a wis dain awright, hud ma flatmate no bin so fiert ah might hae managed ma sell.but no, she leapt and jumped...he went under the cooker, now ave got nae excuses but to git on wi ma essay, ah weel. and thirs eight or nine folk ah de ken bide-in here thi-night. no feelin offy like ma hame the now. but thin i get ma vengence on aw thi hair straightener, high heels an loud voiced types by neglecting to mention theres a moose tearin 'aboot the hoose' as it were. see how thi like the wee sleekit courin timourous beastie...
Being from the country, and having had (domestic) pet mice before im not scared by the wee brute. Poor wee thing, its little heart was going so fast......Created 2006-03-04 20:16:47 |
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