I found a dead roach under the sink, but so far so good. Besides all the other bugs flying in because I leave the front door wide open and the screen is off the dining room window so the cats can come and go when the front door is closed.

Neighbors are super awesome. They gave me beers and fed me dumplings on their tiki torch lit patio.

Their daughter gave me a tour of the house and my cute little apartment looks so dismal in comparison. And I wanted to smack her when she bemoaned the lack of two sinks in the master bath, because, hey, who they heck puts in a bathroom without the natural minimum of TWO SINKS. Culture shock.

She's twelve, I hate her (she's adorable, but she's a spoiled fucking brat, and there might be more than a correlation there).

My kitty needs to get a serious haircut every spring or else our home turns into hairball city. The cut looks silly, but I know she eats and feels better with it.

saw the chipmunk skulking across the dining room floor. Dude, the front door has been open all day for the past two days. Go out already!

I bet your place has a lot more tasty treats than outside.

TiVo just grabbed me an episode of a newlywed reality show, and in a daze, I watched it. The gross challenge of the ep was removing as many bugs as possible from the kitchen with just your hands.

I don't do live bugs. It didn't seem clear if you could kill them first and then carry them out. Nasty, but doable.

I saw the bloodiest show ever tonight. If Tarantino did live theatre, this is what it would be like. It was a funny show, but gnaaa. I'm feeling a need for puppies, butterflies and rainbows now.

The gross challenge of the ep was removing as many bugs as possible from the kitchen with just your hands.

ita, I read this as EATING as many bugs from the kitchen with your hands, and i was thinking "Why are there enough bugs to eat in these peoples' kitchens?? Good lord!" And thinking that was a really gross challenge, to boot.

But then, I heard something I SERIOUSLY need the brain bleach for, tonight, so...I'm a little off.

Loki killed a roll of tp in the hall last night. Why I left it on the floor, knowing he has a paper fetish, I don't know.

2 dead roaches on the main floor this morning.

I know I have a sparkle pony around here somewhere....

Timelies all!

Another quiet Sunday here, and the weather is lovely.