mouse roommate

a few things

i just met my mouse roommate. to be fair, peter did warn me that we have a mouse roommate. i guess the only house rule is that we leave one another alone. gus gus, as i like to call him, just kind of walks along the floor every once and awhile before moving on to his other apartments. and we leave him alone. awesome. i tried to let gus gus know that he wasn't welcome while i was here - but i'm sure he doesn't speak english and i wasn't about to touch him so. let the cohabitation continue.

mexican chocolate ice cream and kat - my 3rd-year-at-harvard-medical-school-butt-kicking friend from way back when. she's gonna change the world i am sure of it. and she's fun to be around. bam pow.

um, nights that are warm enough to eat ice cream outside. enough said.

exposing your blog-writing-panties by publishing a post that has a little too much of your heart in it, a little too soon. oh world wide web, why do you make it so easy for me to overshare? shoot - that's probably my problem... eh.

thunderstorms at night with the windows open. oh summer thunderstorms, how i have missed you.

going on 3 weeks and the boston accent still catches me off guard.

family growing pains - not always joyful, but it is cool to have a group of people who are going to be in your life for better or for worse. you have to learn how to love each other because eventually you can't just avoid the issues.

The fact that everyone who has read this far is going to post a comment, sharing something about their day that filled them with a bit of joy. Oh yeah, you are going to do it. I live with a mouse. Do it.