There’s a group of determined rats or mice in my walls. They scratch and scratch and I wonder what they’re trying to get to? Is it a vermin Shawshank Redemption? Where are they going? Is their goal to escape and make a nice home in one of my bags along side the feathers and fringe?
I still haven’t recovered and my shoulders are a little sore from holding up the SUPER heavy sceptre!
Once I have a moment I’m going to actually sit down and try to remember as much as I can about the night and the build up. Blogging is strange to me still.
Axis of Evil
