Death stairs.

Dear Mouse,

I’ve been trying to find you for days and now have come to realize you’ve decided to call the trash can in the booth “home.” The problem with this is that I’m not really sure how to empty the now overflowing trash can without killing you. You’re quite adorable, however, you like to eat things that you shouldn’t such as cardboard, cables, paper, and maybe even gaff tape, I’m not sure.

I would recommend you leave soon so that Garth doesn’t discover you and simply throw the trash can upside down.

(I’m not sure if you know about this, but 2 years ago when your family members were living inside the bottom of the chair in the booth, Garth threw it upside down and kicked it hoping you’d run away)

I’m willing to set you free outside, maybe even with a piece of cheese for the road.

Sincerely,

Sydney

Jimmy and I running our last high school show.

Doing inventory for the musical was actually fun. So excited to do this kind of stuff every day of my life come August.