Eeek

There's a mouse in the newsroom. For the moment it's still alive. I don't want to kill the poor thing, but I also don't want him scrambling up my pant legs. Funny though, when I told George about it, he actually squealed.

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Oh yeah, I forgot to mention I got new glasses this week. Yay for new glasses! Metal frames, sort of bronze-ish. I like 'em.