Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Why I guess it's better than a moose

Internet, HELP!!!!! I was in the kitchen just now, procuring myself some cookies for nutritional purposes, and, you know my kitchen, right? Exposed brick, blue wallpaper, presumably vermin-free...that one. But then...something scurried. It was small and dark and rodent-like and it scurried!!! And I don't mind admitting that in the shock of the moment, the moment where you think you are all alone in the house and suddenly you realize, much like in a bad horror movie, you are not alone, I may have shrieked like a little girl. Or like a grown woman who has just confronted wildlife in her kitchen.

Internet, as much as I admittedly love this apartment, it appears that I am getting out just in time. Because this cannot be tolerated.

On the plus side, at least now I know who's been pooping in my frying pans.

7 comments:

  1. UGH! Been there, had that, also got out. Good timing!

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  2. Although, I do think it was Alan pooping in your frying pans. Just my theory, though.

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  3. Ha! Ha ha! If you were here I'd buy you a drink, Dawn. And you're right- I wouldn't put it past him. :)

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  4. First of all, I never deny anything.

    Second of all, what kind of frying pans are we talking about here?

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  5. So possibly it is too late to get a cat. Next time, love . . . .

    But a really neat apartment. Because I have a falling down 60-year-old house one mile from a good Thai restaurant and a 20-screen movie theater AND the AFI, which is fabulous and has parking for pickup trucks nearby if you're ever in the neighborhood.

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  6. what are the odds-- we found a mouse THIS morning (literally minutes ago) drowned in a bowl of water behind the sink-- we don't have mice, but think he got in last night when T had the door open for a while . . anyway-- when worlds collide-- and for the record I did scream

    T, who had been up for an hour before me, didn't even see it . .

    I want you to have the BEST time in France-- magic upon magic upon magic!!! Wishing you every good experience there--

    bisous, bluepoppy

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