Chameleon

Life's been odd of late. I can feel my depression looming, raising its ugly head from time to time. But I'm still functioning for the most part. The worst thing has been the loneliness and the feeling that I'm losing my place in the world. Lately I can be in a group of friends and feel alone. I know much of this is self-imposed detachment. I have nothing to say, my life is boring, why would anyone care? I don't have stories to tell. I'm losing the confidence I once had. I need to find myself again. I'm losing her among all the roles I play. Chameleon, that's me.

Mouse Update

It turns out that Badger is the boy. Davyd got a "good look" at him in Sunday and determined that he is most definately male. We've separted him from the girls and the babies so he's a very lonely little mouse. The babies are growing noticably each day and almost have hair. I think there are 12 babies but its really hard to count them because they're squirmy.

There's a boy in our midst...

D and I had quite the surprise this morning. One our mice had babies! There are 4 possibilities about what happened:

1. Immaculate mouse conception. One or all of these little guys is the Mouse Messiah[s]. This seem unlikely to me but if anyone develops a halo or some other sign of divinity, I'll let you know.
2. Absentee father. A wild mouse could have done the deed. Of course, he would have had to climb a 30 inch table, found a way into the cage, done his business, and then found a way out of the cage and back down the table. This seems unlikely to me. Especially since I haven't found tiny rappelling harnesses or crowbars near the cage.
3. Sex-change. One of the mice has changed his/her gender. I don't think this is very likely either. I'm sure there would have been paperwork I would need to sign as her/his legal guardian (they're all under age you know).
4. Don Juan in the Sultan's harem. One of the boy mice at the store heard that we were looking for girl mice to go in our "girls only" colony and thought, "Whoa. That sounds like paradise." and dressed up in girl mouse clothing to fool us into taking him home with us. Right now, this seems like most likely.

Ironically, the prime suspect is Little Miss. He/she was very small when we brought her home and was probably not sexually mature yet. The strangest thing is that mice are supposed to reach maturity at 3 weeks and their gestation period is only 3 weeks and we've had all of these mice for months (since the beginning of April).

Its a mystery.

Crazily accurate...

You Are Rowlf the Dog

Mellow and serious, you enjoy time alone cultivating your talents. You're a cool dog, and you always present a relaxed vibe. A talented pianist, you can play almost anything - especially songs by Beethoven. "My bark is worse than my bite, and my piano playing beats 'em both."

The Muppet Personality Test

Rainy Beaches

It rained today. A nice steady shower. Usually rain bugs me but not today. It felt good. Like tiny kisses.

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This evening I went out for supper with my brother Clayton and his friend Femke. He's leaving for Vancouver Island tomorrow to bum around the beaches and forests. Sounds like fun. The islands made me believe in magic. How else could a place you've never been feel like home?

Well, I'm sure dreamy and misty today. It must be the influence of De Lint.