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so this will be my last post since i’m far too busy packing in preparation for my trip (gustav and now Hanna be damned), but feel free to check mikey’s blog as i’m sure he’ll be ignoring me the whole trip and posting pics and updating his twitter shit every five minutes because he’s having an affair with his iphone.

anyway, so yes, last night i must have stepped on a teeny mouse…er, outside the bar, yea, that’s it…outside…afterhours and didn’t realize it until i heard this awful shrieking and at first i thought it was a door that needed some oil on it’s hinges and none of us knew what it was until…we looked down and saw...Fievel

it was horrifying.   i literally wanted to die along with it.  he was still moving so my first thought was to take him to an emergency vet to save his little mouse life, but we thought that, uh, maybe it’s just a sprain, and so we scooped him up and set him in the field behind the bar.

and then he died.  and it’s my fault.  and his piercing cries will haunt me like jodie foster’s lambs.