There is an article cited on one of the CR lists today which includes the mice being minced after they have been variously wined and dined. Ew. Poor, poor meeces.
I looked at my diary this afternoon and worked out that I have twelve days between now and Christmas when I can be entirely sure of how many calories I'll be consuming and the nutritional value thereof. Twelve days when I won't have P staying with me, or won't be in London, or won't be otherwise socially obligated.
Hmm. DTBIC-tastic.
Where did this year go?
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I just running around my laundry room yesterday screaming "I hate meeces to pieces!" :)
We just found out we have mice in our basement, and I was so afraid that I'd have mice running around my feet while moving wet laundry from the washing machine to the dryer! LOL
Where did the year go?! I don't think I got anything done this year... what can I get done in a month and a half to be able to say "I got 'x' done in 2007"? :)
xo,
nen
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