Apparently I know everyone is Santa Barbara. At least this is what Michele and Kristen told my mother. This is not true. I swear. I just invited some of people I knew when they came down for a visit. Maybe that seemed like a lot of people. I didn't think so.
Whatever. I did have a fantastic time last Saturday. Courtney took me to a friend of her's bday party. It was all gay boys. Where all these men have been hiding in Santa Barbara I do not know but they were out in full force Saturday night. It was great. There was an over abundance of men to dance with and no expectations. Plus they could actually dance. They could find the beat to the song. I never want to dance with a straight man again. Because what fun is that.
In other news there is another mouse in my house. And again it's in MY room. This after the landlord brought in an exterminator and we caught four in the kitchen. They also sealed up all the holes around the house wher the mice might have been accessing the house from.
Anyways I woke up last night to a weird sound and then I heard a scamper scamper across the floor. I thought maybe I imagined it. I sat there trying to convince myself that I had not heard anything and then I heard something hit the blinds. And then I looked over. And there was a dark shape on the ledge of the window. I think it saw me looking at it and it freaking JUMPED down to the floor with a scamper scamper. At that point I was terrified and could not move from my bed. I mean literally I could not have gotten up and turned on the light if you paid me a million dollars.
I turned on the TV and put the volume up hoping to scare it into a corner where it would not be tempted to move from. I arranged the blanket so that I couldn't see anything expcept the TV. Not the floor or the window. I didn't want know where it was. I eventually feel asleep, first to Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter is Dead and then to LA Confidential. This morning once my roommate had gotten up and taken a shower and my alarm had gone off a few times I figured it was safe enough to get up and open my door and take a shower. I'm hoping the damn thing has left my room by now.
I called my landlord. He's bringing in the exterminator in again today to set more traps. I am not ok with mice in my room. I can handle it if they are in another room until they are caught and killed but my room! It is so not cool.
Kitten has so not been doing her job either. Ever since Ribbon died Kitten has been useless at catching mice. She used to bring a dead one in almost every night and while I was not ok with that it is better than them running around the house. I really think that Ribbon used to egg her on. My blind, deaf, old cat used to tell her that he didn't think she could catch it. And now that he's gone she's lazy and does nothing but sit on the couch and groom herself while there is a mouse in the next room. And with no Boo around I have no natural protection from the buggers.
I don't know if I will be able to sleep in my room tonight or in the living room for that matter. Maybe I'll sleep in the car. ick. I need to move soon.Posted by nuala at March 28, 2006 02:21 PM