Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!

I was sitting here talking on the phone with my Uncle last night/this morning (it was 2 am or something) and here comes the cat... it jumps up on the bed and grins at me, as if to say, Look what I got for you! (I know I'm not crazy, cats do grin, if you have one you know what I mean.)

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I gotta put the phone down, the cat finally caught that freaking mouse he's been after.

Uh, ok. I'll wait.

Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!! Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!

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It was still alive and running around the bed, I had to catch the darned thing myself before the cat got to it again. I think Death By Flushing is more merciful than what the cat would have done to it.

Mice don't freak me out. I've had pet mice, I even kept a plain old regular mouse as a pet... What's kind of freaking me out is the odd blurry image in that picture. (No not me you asshole.) What the hell is it?

It's nothing that exists in that room. It's not dirt on the mirror or anything on the camera lens.

What the heck is wrong with me? I put down the one phone, grabbed tissues and snatched the mouse up by it's tail... and I grabbed my cell and took a picture. I don't imagine that's exactly normal behavior.

Hmmmm. Normal behavior. I was never normal to begin with. Here's a picture of my feet while sitting in the bathtub. Nope, I'm not exactly normal.

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My Sister is taking me to see my Uncle today, I'm taking him out for dinner. Hopefully there won't be any suprises like last week when the Wicked Stepsisters suddenly appeared.

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Holy Shit. I just counted the time in my head... then I had to write it down just to be sure... We were on the phone for about eight hours last night.