Scooter the hamster somehow recovered. Very strange. No word yet on the midnight caller, but I do think the phone call and the banging sounds were just a freaky coincidence. At first I was convinced they had something to do with each other, and everyone was looking at me like I was the chick in "Gaslight", imagining things. But I'm telling you, those thumps were real and so is that girl hanging from the ceiling!
Kidding.
In other news: It's still frickin' cold. Everybody is waddling around in fur hoods and fur mittens. Looks like an Ewok village.
Now, Mom, if you're reading this - you shoould relize I vary rarly make speling misttakes! My punchueshion and gramer are impeckible. I never unce had to use one of those stewpid spel cheqers lik everbony else! So their!
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