my cousin is visiting with her 3 kids and husband and I couldn't figure out the logistics of how to sleep 6 in my one bedroom apartment, so i gave them my home and am staying with a friend down the street. I've been trekking up and down the hill between our homes and along the way there is a MASSIVE dead rat. Not that squished, just rigid and flattened yet somehow increasingly bloated. And every time I pass I avert my eyes from the spot because that rat is GROSS.. but EVERY TIME that rat has moved and I run into it anyway. Bleargh, who is moving it and why? I'm not squeamish but that thing gives me shudders just thinking about it.
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my brother and his wife called. They're expecting a baby in June. I cried.
7:30 a.m. - 2018-11-19
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