Paul, the worst thing that has happened to me in the apocalypse happened to me last week.

I was sitting on the couch with my cat in the living room reading, so it's pretty quiet.

And then all of a sudden I look up and a giant, I mean like chipmunk-sized mouse comes out of my bedroom,

not the kitchen,

and like wanders into my living room,

kind of like just looking around,

smelling things, like casual as fuck.

Is there any way it was wearing a tiny little chef's hat

and it was Rami from Ratatouille,

wanted to make you a

lovely melange of vegetables i stared at it for a few seconds the cat by the way slept through this

whole fucking thing useless cat i looked at the mouse and i said what the fuck are you doing here like

the mouse full voice full-throated very loud mouse and I said, what the fuck are you doing here? Like, full mouse.

Full voice.

Full throated.

Very loud.

It heard me and it looked at me.

And then it ran into my bedroom.

Back into your bedroom?

Bedroom, not the kitchen, the bedroom.

And it like hit things on the way into the bedroom.

Like, scurrying.

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