So the mouse is dead. I caved and got a trap that kills and it did the trick. Dead mouse, check.
In other news, I finally joined Facebook. I finally realized after yet another get together with friends I thought I was in touch with that there is this whole other level of "in touchedness" that I am not part of. But like it or not Facebook is slowly killing off such totally useful but now obsolete things like email, IM, and cell phones. All the ways we used to keep in touch are now secondary, dare I say tertiary, to Facebook. And b/c I like keeping up with my friends and seeing pictures of Chandler's first day of kindergarden, I joined. Sheep, lemming, in touchedness, check.
That's all for now. . . I have to go count my friends and figure out what the heck Mob Wars is.
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Hmmm . . . the next thing we know, you'll be out hunting moose (and squirrel?).
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