I've moved on from thw world of pigeons to taking care of Dr. Buhusi's mice: little black things that stink and run around a lot and resist capture. The only improvement is that they don't peck (or nibble) at me. That, and I guess they're kind of cute. I'm really afraid that I'm going to squash them or something because they're sort of tiny and fragile as well.

My roommate is back from Uruguay. Back to sharing the room and putting up with his rambling incoherence and cookie-stealing. It's a small wonder that I'm such a sociopath.

Music:
Misunderstood - Better than Ezra