I was back visiting my parents yesterday. Although they have three cats, they evidently still have a mouse problem. As my mom and I were leaving go shopping, we found that my dad had left this note:
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My name is Sarah, and this is my blog. I'm a graduate student in physics that knits. Or a knitter that physics, however you want to have it. This site has no real information on string theory. But come on. Physics? Knitting? I've heard enough string theory jokes to know I need to address this issue head on. You can email me at theoriesofstring AT gmail DOT com. You can also find me on Ravelry as theoriesofstring.
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i LOVE it!
The mouse is dead. I found Buddy playing with the dead body when I woke up in the morning. Cute little grey mouse with a white belly. I'm sad. I wrote a epitaph.
Dead mouse.
Dawn funeral.
Mom
HAHAHAHA. that's hilarious!!
same is true in my house, but we replace "mouse" with "moth". the cats observe, often chase... but never manage to catch.
welcome to the webring!
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