Tempy

A day by day and often hourly account of a temp

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

I don't know why everyone is so freaked out that you decided to give us a visit in the kitchen today! I think you are cute.

At 11:05 AM, Unknown said...: You sure it wasn't his bigger, not so cute relative?
http://nyc.metblogs.com/archives/images/2006/09/rat.jpg
At 11:11 AM, Lynne said...: Just remember. There's no such thing as "just one mouse."
At 11:14 AM, patient boy said...: There's also no such thing as a "free lunch" but it looks like Tempy found that too. And, hey, even mice gotta eat.
At 11:23 AM, Tempy said...: Uggggh. Now I feel sick, and it has nothing to do with candy hearts or lactose.
At 11:26 AM, Lynne said...: Does it have to do with being stuck inside an office on a beautiful day where there's nothing but strife and drama? or having no appetite because you're looking at the next year of your life with the most horrible boss you can imagine? or having ovaries that don't function properly?

Um...woops.... (note to self: find delete button...)
At 12:06 PM, Anonymous said...: I think your kitchen visitor is cute. Which reminds me, I was at Petco the other day and found myself standing in front of the hamster tanks staring at the little guys playing, biting each other, running in their little wheels, for about 10 minutes, thinking about our childhood...
At 12:11 PM, Tempy said...: For those of you that don't know, our mother kept us in hamster tanks where we ran in wheels and bit each other.