Monday, July 19, 2010

My utility closet is teeming with bubonic plague. Or, I live in constant fear.

I cannot stress enough what a horrible, horrible nightmare it is to live with two dozen rats who each weigh, if I had to make a conservative guess, at least 160 lbs a piece. I'm self-medicating with Lone Star, Pavement, and "Reality Bites"-era Winona Rider.

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