one weekend
two weddings
ugh
the best part of saturday's wedding - my date. arent we adorable??
he got to meet the first boy i ever kissed who i havent seen in over ten years. he used to threaten to come over to my house with a chainsaw. oh, puppy love.
sundays wedding was a family thing. i took this picture outside the church where the ceremony was. is it wrong that i actually laughed out loud??
a little closer . . .
and all this time, i just assumed that vacuum had a filter that collected them. oh come on, if you cant laugh about aborted fetuses, what can you laugh at??
i cried at work today. one of the guys in the studio found a mouse stuck to his glue trap under his desk today. i went to look. it was a baby and he was still alive. he was trying so hard to move but was no match for the glue. the boys laughed and i actually had to go to the bathroom cause i started crying. i just felt so bad for it. that happened once when i lived in philly. i didnt know the landloard put glue traps down until i heard this little mouse crying. my roommate and i went outside and carefully peeled him off and he ran away. he lost some fur but luckily, nothing more. i didnt go back into the studio until the mouse was gone. i dont want to think about how they killed him. poor little mousey. after lunch, i took my paper bag, put the glue trap from under my desk in it, and threw it away. rip mousey.
two weddings
ugh
the best part of saturday's wedding - my date. arent we adorable??
he got to meet the first boy i ever kissed who i havent seen in over ten years. he used to threaten to come over to my house with a chainsaw. oh, puppy love.
sundays wedding was a family thing. i took this picture outside the church where the ceremony was. is it wrong that i actually laughed out loud??
a little closer . . .
and all this time, i just assumed that vacuum had a filter that collected them. oh come on, if you cant laugh about aborted fetuses, what can you laugh at??
i cried at work today. one of the guys in the studio found a mouse stuck to his glue trap under his desk today. i went to look. it was a baby and he was still alive. he was trying so hard to move but was no match for the glue. the boys laughed and i actually had to go to the bathroom cause i started crying. i just felt so bad for it. that happened once when i lived in philly. i didnt know the landloard put glue traps down until i heard this little mouse crying. my roommate and i went outside and carefully peeled him off and he ran away. he lost some fur but luckily, nothing more. i didnt go back into the studio until the mouse was gone. i dont want to think about how they killed him. poor little mousey. after lunch, i took my paper bag, put the glue trap from under my desk in it, and threw it away. rip mousey.
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But yeah, it certainly will make it easier for me to stalk you -- I mean for you to stalk me.
I didn't realize that they had memorials to the unborn. Creepy.
Oh, and when we were little, my Dad always used to get mice off of glue traps with cooking oil. Not sure if it was exactly mousey-safe, but I don't know why he put the glue traps down in the first place since he would just let them go outside.