Hello comrades

Yea, so 25 is pretty empty. Noot, Niv, and Ryan are out. That just leaves the mouse and me. Larry hasn’t even stopped by to say hi. So it’s been pretty lonely around here. It’s been a while since the last update, so lets back up a while….

So last week Colin, “the other roommate,” made an unexpected surprise visit. He showed up at 11:30 pm and was gone by 7:30 the next morning. He needed a place to crash, so Noot’s bed it was. It was a short visit, but good to see him again.

Ya’ll missed what was probably the longest heat wave of the summer last week. It was hell. Over 90 for at least 7 days straight, and it reached 101 one of the days. I had every fan in the house pointed at me at all times. We even went as far as to blow up Flori’s mini pool and take a dip, yea finally.

Now, most people have gone home before school starts or they go abroad. So that just leaves a select few of us hardkore summer people up in here (Urs, Thaddeus and Nick). But even they left me this week. So I was all by myself, watching movies and baseball. But, there was one person I forgot about…the mouse, which brings us up to the night before last.

So I invited my sister over for dinner and made her chicken parm. It was quite tasty and I’m sure the mouse knew. At 9:00 I go into the kitchen to clean up, and BAMM. There he is. Scurrying across the counter top behind the stove. At least know I know where he likes to run. I clean up the dishes, and decide to set a trap with couple of pieces of pasta leading up to the trap. I come back around 11:00 and what do I see to my dismay? Missing pieces of pasta, but the one on the tap is still there. This mouse is way way to smaaaat. Seriously, who does that? Next plan; open up the front door of the trap so the mouse has a better chance of getting in. Pasta is placed in front of the trap and on it again. I go back yesterday morning, and what do I see? All the food is gone, including the food on the trap! This mouse is insane, it’s like he’s mighty mouse or something. I don’t know what to do. I’m scared, how does he do it?

Please, people. Come back and visit me…