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Mice can be adorable too

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Mice are little s***heads, IMO. They bite you like nobody's business, and their natural instinct is to run away and/or poop.

Rats hardly ever bite--it takes a lot to provoke them. Their bites are a little more painful, obviously, but you can generally avoid that just because they have a calmer nature.
 
I was weeping because Richard Parker left me so unceremoniously. What a terrible thing it is to botch the farewell. I am a person who believes in form, in the harmony of order. Where we can, we must give things meaningful shape.

Nymphicus is my Richard Parker.
 
Sorry I can't reply because I'm too busy PLANNING TO SEE GAGA IN CONCERT IN MARCH
 
it still hasn't sunk in that i have class tomorrow....

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What? Things actually happen on new year's day? I don't start up again until Wednesday. Ah, nice little 3-day week to ease us back into the grind.

Or did you mean Wednesday and not Tuesday, since it's technically Tuesday?
 
What? Things actually happen on new year's day? I don't start up again until Wednesday. Ah, nice little 3-day week to ease us back into the grind.

Or did you mean Wednesday and not Tuesday, since it's technically Tuesday?

I mean Wednesday too. I got home on the 22nd and it feels like I just got here!
 
You know... having too much potassium causes heart attacks... or something like that. 😳

Yep, learned that in my cardiology block 1st semester 😎

I start school again tomorrow :cry:

And wow, we have a naughty smilie now? :naughty:
 
I can see it now...

CORNEAS: THE MUSICAL

Oh em gee it would be so amazing. I would literally be one of those people to belt things out in public as I'm walking places, but I'm so afraid people would judge me.
 
Oh em gee it would be so amazing. I would literally be one of those people to belt things out in public as I'm walking places, but I'm so afraid people would judge me.

Or be weirded out once others start singing and dancing with you.
 
It's like a poorly-drawn bird is constantly flying in front of a giant face.
 
I don't want to go to class tomorrow. I just want to see Les Mis again. And again.

Me too. I rewatched the 10th anniversary concert earlier this week, and then I re-rewatched half of it today. No regrets.
 
Drink with me to days gone by
Can it be you fear to die?
Will the world remember you when you fall?
Could it be your death means nothing at all?
Is your life just one more lie?
 
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