The gods-be-damned freaking mice are still in the cupboard. The cupboards I already cleaned. Time for more steel wool. And maybe napalm.
In other news, N’s house-closing went through yesterday, so he lives here now. This is, in my opinion, pretty cool. I think we will all enjoy it once the trauma of unpacking things is behind us.
Also, he just brought me pizza.
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