Sound Byte (maigrey) wrote,
Sound Byte

  • Mood:


I awoke this morning to the sounds of Wrigley gnawing at his crate. Except that when I went to go see him, he was sitting up, as bewildered as I was, and the sounds kept going. I went in the bathroom to do some of my morning routine, when there was this scrabbling sound starting coming from underneath my feet! I was (and still am) seriously distressed about this. After much banging around, I think the critter either shut up, or went back up into the attic.

I guess those sounds I heard from up there yesterday morning weren't my imagination.

Now I have to call the exterminator, in addition to the doctor and the vet. I hate Tuesdays.

  • Tired.

    Being in the office at 8:30 am means getting up at 5 because I hate traffic and traffic starts at 6:30. Wah. But I did get more Caribou. YOMS.

  • Making orthodontia better

    + ...I have about 4 hours before I can't eat anything that isn't soft...

  • For Lori.

    I hate you pollen. HATE YOU.

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