Triple the Groping of Mus Musculus

Translation: 3 Blind Mice

Description: Like the old nursery rhyme, but with a huge twist. dum dum dum!!!! It's also a story not a poem... I am not feeling creative currently! (an attempt at using random words to make me intelligent or appear so)

Story: A day that started out non-quixotically actually stayed quite temperate. The morning was pretty standard. I woke up, got ready, went to school, and came home. When I arrived at home my housemate was sitting at his computer. He had his left leg on his chair and then other touching the floor, the usual position he sits in. The difference about today, though, was that he turned and said something that I was not expecting. With his twangy country tone, and fast speech, he said "We have mice, eh?" I froze still and was not sure what to think. After a second or two or, okay fine probably, 5 seconds, I took two steps back (no not 5 steps) and asked him what happened and how he knew that? He replied that they had just killed three of them. Two in the basement and one on the first floor. Tres interesante. Who would have thunk? Not I. We then decided that we would set up a bunch of mousetraps everywhere around the house... and just make sure that they are all dead. No dead mice in my walls... that's for sure. I went to my room.

After doing homework, I went back to school to go to English class. One word for this class... STUPID, but we had an exercise that I thoroughly enjoyed. We had to spend 10 minutes just writing... creatively on what the snow outside reminded us of. I like it. After english I made my way to the weekly thursday afternoon 'get-a-way'.

Grandview the place I spend my thursday afternoons to evenings. What joy it is, well sometimes. I stayed I used moviemaker, I wrote out plans for youth, and then headed to Waterloo. Once in Waterloo, I picked the Nit up and we went to McD's. Got my Combo 6 and we headed to his place. Once I was done eating dinner I headed back to Grandview for vocal practice. Eeekers, my voice was not up to the task of singing those tenor notes and so, apparently, I began singing alto. I had no clue and was quite excited when one of my fellow vocalists articulated it to me. WOOT WOOT! It was done I was out of there 1 hr before I had scheduled.

I got home and the 4th mouse was just killed. I missed it... DANG! I talked to friends, picked and dropped a friend and their female buddy off at their respective homes and was going to get my caffienated beverage, but then I forgot so i went home and struggled with homework. I ended the day with 24. It has become my "midnight snack" if you will. I LOVE IT! Okay, C4C time...

L8s, Latex, and all that love stuff
n8 da gr8