March 9th, 2017

Some birthday this is turning out to be.

Woke up to find a rat running across my kitchen floor. Now I know where the scratching sounds are coming from. I suppose I'll set out to buy some poison for the little bastards.

Work was a similar affair, only this time the rats were replaced by co-workers. Especially the big one in the pink dress, chasing me down the hall as she sang Happy Birthday in her loudest most shrill tone. Others caught on and that was a disaster all in its own complete with balloons, streamers and cake. So joyful, the lot of them.

A birthday party with the rats sounds better.

April 2017

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