FUCKING MICE!

I don't know why I'm not sleeping right now.

Oh wait, no, I do. I keep getting woken by the MICE under my WARDROBE chucking a fucking RAVE.

They squeak, they fight, they run along the runners, they scratch things. I can't SLEEP. It's driving me NUTS!

And you know, I just want to get rid of them. But the karma, people. The GUILT. I couldn't stand holding the body of a dead mouse, knowing *I* killed it. I can't tell you how much of a torment it is. Just today Scotty caught a mouse with a humane mouse trap. I watched it twitch its little whiskers in the bottle it was caught in, and I totally forgot that THAT thing is what's been driving me nuts. I cooed at it and said hello, then felt sad cause it had to now duke it out in the park around the corner, where it could be killed by cats, or birds, or poison or traps. Anything! But I felt better about that cause it wouldn't be ME doing it.

I just - I really can't take the guilt. I know, it's stupid. I hate them and get so angry at them, but when I look them in the eye - I just - it's a living thing! I can't even kill a fucking spider!! Seriously! I just get someone to take them outside if they're big, or I trap them myself and move them. I don't even kill crickets or bugs. Cockroaches, YES, if they're the dirty disease spreading kind. But not the wood cockroaches - they're beautiful. Big red shiny wings!

Okay. I gotta TRY to get to sleep. I'm going to write, play a bit of super pile-up, then go to sleep!

It's getting worse.

My addiction is reaching new levels.

Got up for dentist appointment this morning at 7:30. At 7:35 was still in bed because I only got two hours sleep. First thought:

Can I squeeze in an episode of "Dr. Who" before I leave?

Good news: Not wanting to write fic yet.

I think it's like my love for Hitchhiker's and/or Dune. So good, don't need or want to write fanfic for it.

I have to have a break-out THE MORNING I go to see the cute dentist. I look cute as a button and natural as an 18 year old's tits apart from the red SPLOTCHES on my face from where I unwittingly fucked with what wasn't broke.

Now that I'm not preoccupied with some other boy, I bet you any money he doesn't flirt with me. Oh well. My tooth will be fixed at least.

Damn you, Dr. Who!

Just watched Father's Day.

( Just in case someone like me wants to play catch up... )

Nancy makes her way through season One...

( Captain Jack... )

Good episode! I forget the name - gothic, something. Whatever. I gotta wait for the two episodes I'm missing to download. I should catch up on the kip I missed out on, probably! LOL!

Season Finale: Dr. Who Season One New Series...

( The end can be summed up thusly... )

Episode One, series two Dr. Who...

( The wisdom of the producers... )

Now... do I make muffins and watch another episode, or be a good girl and go to bed?