A really confused mind (and this is beyond the drug-induced confusion I've been having :rofl:)

I've got something rigid and throbbing in my hand and it's ...








... nevermind. :)

I've got mice in my room. Guess I need to pick up some traps.

An itty bitty meecy minefield?

POP! Ha, got another one.

Got any leftover cherry bomb clusters?

Nope, all I have left from the Fourth of July is a few mortars and some rockets. Mortars are to big for my room and the rockets are never accurate.

a devious plan

Stuff that needs to be done and no motivation.

the ability to motivate

Just stuff

Empty mouse traps so far. Little buggers won't walk and have their little heads squished like they're supposed to.

Some laundry I need to pick up from the dry cleaners.

A letter to write.

Sticky pads?

Combination traps. Mouse crawls in get stuck, thrashes and trips the trap. Guillotine comes down to squish them. I'm so cruel.

Some schedules to sort.