Have we ever discussed mouse traps?

I can't even speak how much I hate having to do this. My landlord is useless and living in an 1860 building means prevention isn't really an option.

This morning, the cutest little grey mouse eluded me all over my kitchen counter. I can't bear the idea of killing it, but I just can't live peacefully with them.

I am not proficient with typical Victor traps but haven't found a better option.

Any ideas?

I really, truly am frustrated.

Zen, how exciting for your niece! The folks in GWAR are really sweet people.

The entertaining part of being the partner of a cross-dresser means I can buy him a vintage jewelry box for Christmas. It's so cool, I kind of want it for me, but I don't need it. And he'll love it.

Steph, may you both enjoy having it around. I can see why it is appealing. It deserves to be with people who will admire it.

I totally forgot how draining it is to be in the store with that many people and that much noise and that much stuff going on. My head is still rattling with all the noise.

My brain eventually stops braining because of the OMG peopleness.

Looking for the like button.

I'm hanging out with Nora and Smonster! Or well, will be in a moment when smonster gets here! And eating delicious crepes and beer.

Wow, that sounds awesome.

Mini F2F! Always awesome.

I am back from the Gwar concert! Well, I've been back for five hours, but I'm old, so I slept. We had a great time. Gwar is ludicrous and gross and funny and really good at being a heavy metal band, which probably explains why they've been around for 30 years. They ended the show with a eulogy to their fallen band member Dave Brockie (Oderous Ungerus). I think they made a wise decision, not to just bring in new members and move on, but to incorporate Brockie's sudden death into the story of Gwar and let the band and the audience mourn and move on together. I think it makes it easier for the audience to accept the new members, too. Although some of them of course won't, none of the haters seemed to be there last night. It was a happy smiling slime-soaked crowd of scumbags that left the venue. My sister and I stayed far enough back to avoid the slime. We are old. This unfortunately meant I didn't get any good pictures. Sorry.

Sounds like fun Zen. I made a few dumb mistakes but mostly from being tired. My supervisor almost cost me a sale. I don't know how to address the issue but I told the custom to fill out the survey.

He can beasily very abrasive and the customer was a fathere and daughter. The daughter was waffling but I explained why the old MacBook pro would be more verify for her over the Air. And my sup comes over and just starts talking and didn't ask if I needed help or what was going on and ca used confusion. So the daugh yet wentry back to waffling and once my sup left the customer said "your coworker shouldn't have tried to tank your sale. You should tell your supervisor. "

AND so I'll talk about something other than work I've started a new collage. I also found out my holier than thou cousin K on Mom's side is being horrible. Her sister J's oldest C has come out as trans and is in counseling right now as part of the transition. K called C an abomination.