The tiny mouse crossing the street was going to the beer and cigarette store.

Because the previous entry is just sort of a bummer with the gut bugs and whatever, I decided to stop by today and share my joy grid from last week. (When it comes to being on the top of a page, joy is the rock to bacteria’s scissors every single time.)

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