Things of things of things of things

Today on my bike ride to school I saw a DEAD MOUSE. It was teeny. And gray... (and bloody)

And Elliot needs to learn what nighttime is.

And I have two new spider-bites. I got them fresh last night. They itch like the dickens. They are the size of quarters. One is on my lower hip and one on my thigh. This means there was a spider crawling around in my pants. I feel violated. And itchy.

I look like a Mollie.