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gizmo brought in a mostly eaten mouse corpse through the open window in the middle of the night. he meowed the way he does when he's got a kill, which woke me up. blearily i get up to throw him and his food outside. stumbling toward his meow in the dark i step directly in mouse guts with bare feet. a cold squish of mouse intestines between the toes.

work stuff

a mexican national that i work with named Erasmo told me today that he had a dream last night that someone killed me with a knife, and he was really, really upset by the dream, really scared and angry.

another guy i work with, Ron, is a good ol' boy who listens to one of those horrible modern country music stations that play all the same songs twice a day. today he was working in my work room for most of the day, and he mentioned that he really liked the Einsturzende Neubauten CD i played ("Silence is Sexy"). just goes to show ya...

and Kate is on vacation for most of next week. YAY!!!!!
(does a little evil-bitch-is-going-on-vacation dance)