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So, I was standing in the bathroom, when I saw something move out of the corner of my eye, and I look down and it's a mouse, wandering along the wall. I get between him and the door, and then tried to get [livejournal.com profile] galagan's attention.... okay, so I was dying my hair, so I (a) was totally naked (as one is, when one is dying one's hair, no?), and (b) had head and hands covered with staining goo. So I didn't want to run the length of the house in that condition to fetch him. He heard me, thankfully, and came to assess the situation. We managed to herd the mousie with the toilet brush to run behind the toilet, where we set the empty garbage can on its side to trap him. The big strong man took it outside and said goodbye and let it run away. I wonder if there are any more? (I haven't seen many conclusive mouse signs, so we're probably okay. But I'll be imagining/seeing/hearing mice everywhere for a while.)

So, I've been playing Scrabble on Facebook (against several of you). And I'm really bad. I'm not just saying that to be self-deprecating; I'm *really* bad. I was complaining about this in an email to my sister, and she proposed a theory: as a child, she would never play Scrabble with me, because I was too good. Due to my resulting lack of experience, I'm really bad. I like the circularity of her argument - I had to read it several times over at first, and then found that I agree with her. Anyway - if you wanna play Scrabble, you can come find me there and trounce me, giving yourself a good win record, and myself some much-needed playing experience.

I have a to-do list a mile long. Fortunately, I got some good things crossed off it today, like the car inspection, and a long-delayed phone call.


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