Webster is officially the dipshit of the Allies.

Woken twice in the night because Webster, that dumb shit, got stuck on the highest platform in the cage and couldn't get down. I had to place her on the floor of the cage.

This morning I removed the platform permanently.

Take some time and admire the irony: Webster, the mouse named for the American verbal reference deity, spends her time eating, running around in the same damn circle, and getting herself into situations she can't get herself out of. Roget (French) and Oxford English Dictionary (UK), on the other hand, are doing just fine.

Recall the mouse story.

Like many other college students who move off-campus for the first time and have much freedom and money and less responsibility--I now have a pet(s).

Three female fancy mice. Last night's incident inspired me.

Their tentative names are Webster (fat and ginger), Roget (medium and lilac with white lightning bolt down her face), and Oxford English Dictionary (tiny, white with lilac spots), also called "Oxie."

Roget and Oxie are smart, but Webster keeps running the same circle around the cage. I'm a little worried for her. Possibly she has the beetus.

It ran under my door and across the room and under my desk and then back out again. It was brown and so cute.

There's a mouse in our house!

I hope it doesn't decide to do anything adorable like EVERYTHING THAT EVERY MOUSE HAS DONE EVER.

Z-pack FTW.

Doc: "It's an upper respiratory infection. Like bronchitis or pneumonia."

Rahl: "But it isn't either?"

Doc: "Right."

Rahl: "Sweet. I get the third-party disease."

I'm concerned by how many times I hear this at night.

Just heard a car going the wrong way down Friendly Avenue.

How can I tell? Dude laid on his horn for at least fifteen seconds.

I bet if I could see sound it would have been one long streak of angry yellow like those photographs of car tail-lights in traffic with a long exposure time.

One long streak going the WRONG FUCKING WAY.

What do folks do for this sort of a cough?

I have Robitussin DM and decongestants with pseudophedrine. I've drunk tea with honey and sucked drop after Halls cough drop, but my throat is raw and my abs sore and my stomach queasy with violence.

Doctor tomorrow, f'sho.

Watching

Twin Peaks Episodes 1-7
O Brother Where Art Thou!

I just love this song, don't you? It's so dreamy.

I'm at my parents' house in Raleigh watching Twin Peaks DVDs I borrowed from my work in case of boredom. I am sick: a sore throat and a cough, slightly more tired than I usually am. It's the first I've been ill all semester. I'm amazed. My graduate school applications are not yet complete; I have done a good amount of work on my writing sample in particular, but it isn't finished. I have forty-nine days until my University of Maryland application is due. The time is Fall Break.

Failtober is in full swing. Today is the twentieth, which means there are eleven days until my favorite of all holidays: Halloween. I have my costume all worked out; bought the ears today. I'm going as Molly Sanders from Chris Onstad's Achewood (my favorite webcomic). This time is the first in a while I've wished I had a boyfriend, but I do, and I wish he were into Achewood and owned a short-sleeved white dress shirt and black tie. Roast Beef and Molly Kazenzakis would make an absolutely awesome set of costumes.

Molly is the most regular female character on Achewood. Unfortunately, Onstad has left Molly a mostly undeveloped character and uses most of her speaking opportunities in both the comic and Molly's personal blog to explore the personality of her now husband Roast Beef. I'm curious about Molly. I think there's more to her than her various unfulfilling jobs in food service and her relationship with Roast Beef. I know many women who are as wrapped up in their relationships as Onstad writes Molly. But any coding woman worth her programs wouldn't put up with having herself relegated to such a role.




Come on, Onstad. Molly can stay a small character, but don't make her all about Beef. She has enough interesting character attributes and possibilities. Let her explore them.

Reading

Saul Bellow Herzog