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[nny]

I'm away for a week. See? This is me being away.

*is away*

You see? You see the difference?

...

Last night I almost cooked a mouse. It wasn't intentional. I was neither that hungry, nor that poor. It was mouse pizza. They should sell those in Disneyworld. Do they sell them in Disney world? Not like, *actual* mouse pizzas, not like mine. I meant mickey-shaped. Oh, and mine wasn't an actual mouse pizza, 'cos I totally twigged on the mouse before pizza insertion.

I never thought I'd type pizza insertion. I really hope never to again.

Should I tell the story?

ANYWAY.

We don't have a clicky thing. Do those clicky things have a name? We call it "The Clicky Thing". Or would, had we one. We don't. Instead I light a burner with a most recalcitrant lighter, light a candle from there, and light the oven off the candle. Making dinner in my house is an event. Even more so when there's a mouse in the oven. I mentioned that, right? Because I really think it bears repeating. THERE WAS A MOUSE IN THE OVEN. I lit the oven, and it skittered around like a skittery thing, and disappeared by the flames. I had the presence of mind to turn off the burner, and then levitated onto a kitchen counter, squealing like that huge woman in old Tom and Jerry cartoons.

I am not girly. I want to reinforce that. However, I was not expecting a MOUSE in the OVEN, and therefore can be excused. It's rule 782/b in the Non-Girly-Girl's Handbook. Yes, we have a handbook. It's Not Pink.

So. Yes. Turns out the mouse was living in a mousetrap. One of those ones with poison in. Maybe it is SUPERMOUSE. Suddenly I'm worried; perhaps I should've shown it more respect...

It's under the fridge, now. But hey, I'm in a whooooooole other country. Smaller can play with the mouse.

SMALLER MOVED IN! Coolness aplenty. Smaller is faith_rayne, so say hi. :D

Other than that? My day's been pretty normal. Except for the part where I wanted to start a new fic challengey thing... I was just thinking, y'know, getting people to provide completely NON SLASHTASTIC and INAPPROPRIATE lyrics, mixing 'em up and handing 'em out, for drabbles/ficlets. Could be funny.

See? See why it's a GOOD thing that Milliways has been taking up all my time? Huh? *g*

Comments

[darthrami.livejournal.com]

I continue to be sorry about the mouse. Really. I swear. That's not me laughing you hear. :-D

[laurelwood.livejournal.com]

There's just something about A MOUSE! EEEEK, A MOUSE! that turns even the most ungirly of us into that big woman from Tom & Jerry. Poor Supermouse, I guess, but if he can survive a toxic mousetrap home, he can survive a little singeing. Poor you, though!

And, yeah, we call it "the clicky thing" too, when there's one around. When there isn't, I usually set fire to the end of an unsharpened pencil and use that to light a burner.

[dramaturgca.livejournal.com]

See, and I'm the idiot who hast participated in Pagan ceremonies three times, has had to have someone else light the candle everytime, cause, no, I can't use a lighter and have been splashed with hot wax everytime. Also, the self-same idiot who set her fingers on fire while doing a presentation...a theatre history presentation. Clearly, I cannot be trusted around any fire at all...

[iibnf.livejournal.com]

Awwwwwwwwwwww poor little mousie!

[slytherin-dream.livejournal.com]

I love mice.

When they're behind bars. In a cage. Where you know where they are.. all the time.

Not in ovens. Have you cleaned your oven? It'll have little mouse droppings in most likely *thoughtful*

And yes! Drabbles-from-lyrics is a little slice of genius XD

[chains-of-irony.livejournal.com]

the Non-Girly-Girl's Handbook - my copy is black.

The drabbles and lyrics sound a good idea!

[la-rainette.livejournal.com]

*giggles*

On a totally unrelated note, I've been wanting to get in touch with you in a chat, so when I saw a MSN handle, I thought, hey! Cool!

And then you were always offline.

And THEN, today, something informed me unexpectedly that it WANTED TO EAT MY BRAIN? I nearly fell off my chair. :D

Am not tasty though, I swear. Much less than the mouse.

Not *quite* mad (yet)...

[dark-continuum.livejournal.com]

Uhh, hi. My journal isn't quite up + running yet (I deleted my old one only a few days ago) and stumbling across yours [ via milliways_bar - I play Steerpike (thedarkenedhalf) and Queen Beruthiel's Cat (phish_whiskasom) btw ] was wondering if I could add you?
'S just I happened to notice your entire mood-icon set to be Velvet Goldmine. (I died *squee!*ing, you see, so technically I lie, my ghost would like to add you. May it?)

[ BTW - I also happen to have a tres enneyeux sister, mice may taste better microwaved and Tom & Jerry rule. Also, congrats on playing a wonderful Azriphale :) ]

Emily x