Smallhouse Log

Monday, Ninth Week
"Let's go fight a chariotle battle, a chariotive battle.... It sounds ridiculous in English, doesn't it? A chariotic battle?" -Robert Germany, 05/24/2004

I can't find where I set the spool of white thread when I moved the sewing machine, so I can't mend my jeans. Which is why I'm posting.

So I was standing on my desk just now, and I was all like, "Man, why haven't I done this more often?" Then I realised that this is the first time my desk has ever been clean enough to do so.

Oh, yeah, I'm cleaning my room. I think it was partly spurred on by that mouse, partly by the accumulation of stuff for next year's Hunt that I don't want to inconvenience my roommate with, and party by the addition of all the culinary tools and foodstuffs formerly in the kitchen cupboard to which I no longer have a key. But my room still seems somehow less crowded than before.... even though as far as I can tell, the only thing not gotten back from Scav is my tub of fabric scraps.

Speaking of that mouse, he was a psycho. He could jump like mad, and kept trying to climb my skateboard (not to be confused with sgoatboard) and slipping off as the wheel he was on spun. He also managed to climb my roommate's bookshelf. Vanessa theorised that he was just checking things out in here, not living, and that he moved about by way of the radiators, which would explain why he kept diving behind it when I went to track him down.

The Princess Bride is such a wonderful movie. Leah's copy was definately somewhat different than mine, though. There was one clip of a scene that was glaringly unfamiliar (and since I'd seen the movie thirty-eight other times, yes, I think I can say that) and the music for the credits was certainly in variance with what I had been used to.

Like that matters. It's still the best movie evarr.

I feel bad about pseudo-sexiling Joan, though. I mean, obviously she wasn't really sexiled, but apparantly she wasn't exactly planning on coming back to the room for a while, either.

I hope whatever she's sick with isn't too contageous....

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