1. Cathedrals by Jump Little Children.
You might possibly know this song from the teen pop tv show, the OC but don’t let that hold you back. Needs to be listened to loudly and in surround sound.
2. Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You Frankie Valli or Lauryn Hill, either one is good
3. Stop Dragging my Heart around, Tom Petty and Stevie Nicks
4. Between the Lines, Sara Barielles Great breakup song.
5. New York, New York Frank Sinatra
click here to see more pictures of my first niece.
So according to my roommate, every house in the city has mice. And we, in our nasty apartment where the previous roommates left the trash on the floor as a peace offering to the mice, not unlike the hopper/ant relationship, are no exception. I am determined to win back my living space from the foul parasites. Or parasite. I’ve had several sightings of one furry little creature and I’m hoping he’s a lone ranger. (I know this may be wishful thinking but please, allow me it, I have few pockets of sanity these days and i need this one.)
For instance, this evening, I went into my kitchen and as I was leaving heard some rustling by the trash can. I hid behind the doorframe (ok so I’m a little scared of him but you have too see him, he is MENACING) and waited to see if he ran out. After some more rustling, the little bastard popped out of the full sized kitchen trash can and fell a good 3 feet to the floor. Don’t ask me how he climbs up a plastic trash can to get in or up the plastic bag on the inside wall to get out but apparently he can do it with perfect dexterity and in a matter of seconds as well!
So the little green rat poison isn’t working. He’s smart enough to avoid the sticky pads on the floor. The electric noise maker things that my parents swear by aren’t working. I may have to resort to other, more primitive measures. Traps. I detest the thought of picking up a dead mouse, even if it is in a paper bag or something else of the sort but NOT as much as I detest the thought of that creature running around my apartment. I will win back my apartment.
Or loose my last shred of sanity in the process.
you discover a new tv show that you absolutely love and you’re 3 seasons behind! No waiting!
I’ll leave you with one quote.
“We the original NPR, Negros Preaching Right!”
Now go watch “Weeds”.
in the second one, he does a little dance in the middle so make sure you wait for it.
“are you kidding me! Mary Jane is the gateway drug! Look at me, I bought my first bag of dope today and I already killed a man!”
-jPod (you should watch it)
