It's bad for me to start listening to pandora after ten.  I never want to sleep but just listen to sweet goodness.  and there is a lot of it in this world.  So while I listen I will share the Hamster Experience.:

Ally and I bought a hamster.  Someone brought their hamster to our apartment and  that is all it took. Within the next week there we were, staring at glass cases in Petsmart.  If there is one fault in the friendship between Ally and I it is that both of us are awful at making decisions.  So we sat there for twenty minutes or more while the salesman made it very clear to us that there were better things he'd rather be doing half an hour before closing time than listen to us go back and forth between how cute the different hamsters were and what cage we should buy and ooh toys and oh we should start the paperwork then again go back to looking at hamsters because none of this is very important if we can't pick one yet.  Sidenote: I have just consecutively spelled hampster instead of hamster four times in a row.  Maybe because I live in the hampstead apartments. Anywho, we held a couple of crazy hampters who were suicidal and pooping all over the place until we held our black and white fuzzy.  He didn't poop on me once, neither did he jump off my arm while I was standing at my full five foot nine inch height.  Honestly, he wasn't the c u t e s t one there (we spell as not to hurt his feelings) but now we love him.  Originally his name was Handsome Kitty, Ally just really wanted to name a hamster Kitty, but it didn't fit so he is just handsome.  Handsome with a little junk in the trunk.  He's a bit of a heffa.  We bought him this clear ball that he rolls in around our apartment, but his bum bum is so big he does this funny little waddle. Possibly the most hilarious thing I've seen in a long time and the cause of much distraction while studying.  He's a smart little bugger too. He didn't want his wheel in his cage so he broke it within the hour.  We played Headlines by Drake and he started dancing, but really.  Then today, Ally switched out his water bottle because it was this cheap dinky thing that didn't work.  Well, there is a hole in the top of the cage for the old water bottle to hang down from that Ally didn't cover.  I mean, there's no way he could climb out of it right? Wrong.  We all went to Smith's to go shopping and he thought he'd take a short vacation from everyday life too.  Looking in his cage to see nothing but food, water, straw and poop was a shock that honestly, I slightly expected.  Suddenly every little nook of the apartment expanded before my eyes into a labyrinth full of hiding spots that David Bowie could pop out of with his dancing critters. However, we found him within five minutes lurking underneath my bed.  All I hope is that I don't wake up tomorrow with hamster poop smeared on my face.  Sweet dreams Handsome...and to Liz snoozing next to him with her D&C book stuck to her face.
There you have it.