I didn't have the opportunity to log in yesterday so I want to get this off my chest first: thank goodness the BOR deadlock was broken yesterday morning. We first got word during breakfast. Next thing I knew Nanay was going 'Wooooo!' on the phone. I could just imagine the people at Quezon Hall rejoicing like it's Christmas Day. True enough, the picture this morning in PDI did show just that.

(In yet another display of my diminishing ability to gracefully shift to another topic)
I had to hold my pee from the time I left the house to the time I got to Abode and do my business there. The reason: there was a mouse swimming in the toilet bowl. And I don't mean a cute, harmless week-old mouse. I mean a mouse that is capable of chewing its way through your clothes.

At first I thought it was some idiot who didn't flush and left in his wake a massive log of a poop. (Wait, so if there are only three people who use that bowl and if it wasn't me, then it has to be one of my parents - alright, I have to stop now.) Then I made out - the hairs, the tail and the fact that it was wriggling its way to the outer parts of the bowl. Oh lord, a mouse.

I thought it would immediately drown. Then I remembered how simply waiting for them to get tired of getting out of the bowl would not constitute to drowning. Moreover, I'm not thrilled with the prospect of fishing out (?!?) the poor creature and killing it through more gory means.

Ah, my day, reduced to describing our toilet bowl and its unwanted inhabitant