What? What? What?

i have done a lot of different things. all bad, addictive or totally wrong. after awhile, when the novelty has died, or the people i do wrong shit with are gone, i cease all those activities. being able to say no isn't one of my strong points. i'm a pack animal. but i realized that all pack animals do is gather around together, sniff each others arses and lick their own balls. sometimes being able to say 'been there done that' isn't such a good way to go. strange but true. there's a fine line between being worldly and a jackass who's done dumb things. but generally i succumb to the 'try first worry later' kinda deal. well we roll with with good and the bad.

on a different note, i have been getting nocturnal visits from a pesky rodent. i have seen him sneaky around the shadows at the corner of my eye. i know i promised him to you Puff, but i am so sorry. Mickey didnt make it. spring loaded traps arnt very forgiving. Mickey didnt stand a chance, the trap damn near split his neck in half. oh did i also mentioned that i dislike clearing dead rodents?

Never a damn cleaner in the house when you need one...