Jason Screeb: the man, the myth, the manic... » Guest Blogger http://www.jasonscreeb.com I was diagnosed with Bipolar disorder three years ago, and also suffer from panic attacks. My mind is confusing, interesting, and always unquiet. My perception isn't what one might consider normal, and I've been told my views can be distorted. Picture Seinfeld with a chemical imbalance. This is my release, in a therapeutic way. Being totally anonymous, but completely open... you will find my viewpoints on what I encounter around me. Mon, 10 May 2010 18:03:17 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 Reader submitted story: I stabbed a mouse to death once, after living with him for a couple weeks http://www.jasonscreeb.com/2008/03/reader-submitted-story-i-stabbed-a-mouse-to-death-once-after-living-with-him-for-a-couple-weeks/ http://www.jasonscreeb.com/2008/03/reader-submitted-story-i-stabbed-a-mouse-to-death-once-after-living-with-him-for-a-couple-weeks/#comments Sun, 30 Mar 2008 10:12:15 +0000 Jason Screeb http://www.jscreeb.com/?p=104 Tags: , , , I stabbed a mouse to death once. I must be appearing sadistic, eh? I had a major duel with this mouse. I call it a dragon mouse. It was an epic battle! Well, this mouse invaded my house one day, and I didn’t really care till it started running around my room. One day it tried to get into my chocolate stash, and that was it. I heard rummaging through my trash can (where my chocolate wrappers are). I tried grabbing him bare handed, but he was too quick. He had those beady black eyes too. What I did was trap him in my trash can one day. I took the trash can and dumped it into the sewer, and I was so happy I got rid of him. But no, a few days later he was back! He started taunting me too. So, I got a mouse trap and put chocolate on it. I heard it spring one day, but of course he got away. I reset the trap again and waited. Sure enough, it caught him the next day.
The thing was, he wasn’t dead. So, I grabbed my knife and started stabbing him to death. I got blood everywhere, and killed the little fucker! Then I pretended he was a puppet, and made him talk. It was a grand day of victory, and I felt triumphant defeating him! I had to clean my floor and knife of the blood. It was a test of wills, and just remember… I won! I celebrate every victory, it’s part of my philosophy. He remembered the chocolate, you can’t take my chocolate though. What is ironic is that at one point I thought he was kinda cute. But, it was like he was intruding instead of being a guest. I’ve never had a pet actually, did I tell you he had black beady eyes? I looked into his eyes once, and it was really like he was taunting me. I can only imagine what it was like back in the Middle Ages, killing a guy with a sword.

Mouse Postscript

I even had a dream about that mouse last night. In the dream he was in my room and bit my foot. At this point I realized I was dreaming (it seemed my mind just couldn’t fathom a mouse running up to me and biting me), so I grabbed the mouse and bit his head off.

- Molyneaux



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