Ever have one of those moments where you're kind of bopping along and all of a sudden the perfect song comes on and it perfectly fits the mood you're in?
This song came on the radio as I was driving home. Couldn't have been a more perfect song.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Monday, March 5, 2012
Wanted: Escape
If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
If you're not into yoga, if you have half a brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me and escape.
Can you fill in the rest? :)
If you're not into yoga, if you have half a brain.
If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape.
I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me and escape.
Can you fill in the rest? :)
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Laundry Day
I've mentioned before on my blog that I live by myself. I have a little one bedroom house that I rent that is absolutely perfect for Coda and I. When I first moved in I debated about buying a washer and dryer but the house is so tiny they would have practically been in my kitchen and I wasn't a fan of that. On top of that I'm at my grandmother's so often that buying a washer and dryer wasn't necessary since I could just use hers and I ended up saving myself a couple hundred bucks by going without.
Every week I stop by my grandmother's to do my laundry, I throw the clothes in the washer and either stay and chit chat with her or head out to run some errands. This week I decided to stop by on the way to karate. I always try to time it so I make it back before the clothes are done drying because I know my grandmother, being a grandma, will just fold them for me, and then I feel bad. This time I was late getting back, the karate class ended up running long so by the time I got to her house the clothes were already dry and folded.
As I saw they were folded neatly in the basket I felt that pang of guilt I always get. Even though I tell her not to fold them if I'm late getting back, she does it anyway. Le sigh.
I ran up stairs to tell my grandma "thank you" before heading home. She stopped me on the way out.
"I wanted to talk to you about something I found in your laundry."
I freeze thinking, Oh shit, what could she have found? And then I realize there couldn't have been anything in there, I checked my pockets.
"A certain pair of underwear?" She says with a raised eyebrow.
Now I'm really lost so all I have to say is, "huh?"
"I found some boxers in with your clothes."
Still lost, my mind is now racing trying to figure out what she could possibly be talking about. And then it dawns on me. A few weeks ago I bought some new underwear that were boxer-brief style, but made for women, meaning less crotch material.
"Those are mine."
"Are you sure?" She looks at me suspiciously. "I thought maybe you might be having a guy over."
"Of course I'm sure! They're pink, you didn't think that kind of gave it away?"
"Well you never know now-a-days, and I wanted to make sure because I thought you liked girls."
"Yes grammy, I still like girls."
"Okay, I was just checking."
Insert *facepalm* Here.
Every week I stop by my grandmother's to do my laundry, I throw the clothes in the washer and either stay and chit chat with her or head out to run some errands. This week I decided to stop by on the way to karate. I always try to time it so I make it back before the clothes are done drying because I know my grandmother, being a grandma, will just fold them for me, and then I feel bad. This time I was late getting back, the karate class ended up running long so by the time I got to her house the clothes were already dry and folded.
As I saw they were folded neatly in the basket I felt that pang of guilt I always get. Even though I tell her not to fold them if I'm late getting back, she does it anyway. Le sigh.
I ran up stairs to tell my grandma "thank you" before heading home. She stopped me on the way out.
"I wanted to talk to you about something I found in your laundry."
I freeze thinking, Oh shit, what could she have found? And then I realize there couldn't have been anything in there, I checked my pockets.
"A certain pair of underwear?" She says with a raised eyebrow.
Now I'm really lost so all I have to say is, "huh?"
"I found some boxers in with your clothes."
Still lost, my mind is now racing trying to figure out what she could possibly be talking about. And then it dawns on me. A few weeks ago I bought some new underwear that were boxer-brief style, but made for women, meaning less crotch material.
"Those are mine."
"Are you sure?" She looks at me suspiciously. "I thought maybe you might be having a guy over."
"Of course I'm sure! They're pink, you didn't think that kind of gave it away?"
"Well you never know now-a-days, and I wanted to make sure because I thought you liked girls."
"Yes grammy, I still like girls."
"Okay, I was just checking."
Insert *facepalm* Here.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Conversation With My Mother Part...I forget.
I dislike grocery shopping. It's kind of boring and the other people shopping drive me nuts. So as a distraction I decided to give my mother a call:
Me: So in Karate there are two moms and their son in my class.
Mom: Oh really? That's awesome!
Me: I know, I thought so too! I mean I kind of guessed when I first started but I wasn't 100% sure and today I heard the boy call both of them "Mom".
Mom: Well you have always had good gay radar.
Me: Haha you mean "gaydar", and yes I'm pretty good at recognizing others.
Mom: Do they know you're gay?
Me: Nah, not many people guess about me. I fly under the gaydar.
Mom: You do?
Me: Yeah, I'm a stealth bomber! They don't see me coming.
Mom: *Choking followed by hysterical laughter*
I think I need that on t-shirt or something.
Me: So in Karate there are two moms and their son in my class.
Mom: Oh really? That's awesome!
Me: I know, I thought so too! I mean I kind of guessed when I first started but I wasn't 100% sure and today I heard the boy call both of them "Mom".
Mom: Well you have always had good gay radar.
Me: Haha you mean "gaydar", and yes I'm pretty good at recognizing others.
Mom: Do they know you're gay?
Me: Nah, not many people guess about me. I fly under the gaydar.
Mom: You do?
Me: Yeah, I'm a stealth bomber! They don't see me coming.
Mom: *Choking followed by hysterical laughter*
I think I need that on t-shirt or something.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Finally, a Real Update
It has been a while since I've taken the time to write a decent post. With the holiday season here work has been ridiculous which doesn't leave much time for a personal life. Keeping busy has it's pros and cons; I don't get bored and my bank account thanks me, but I don't have as much time for the things I love.
So when I do have time, I take complete advantage of it and you can find me doing one of three things; reading, writing, and making headway through my Netflix queue. Although, most recently I've added podcasting to that list. My friend and I started one about a month ago and it has been a lot of fun.
As far as reading goes I was able to finish The Hunger Games series. Each book kept me wanting more but I was a bit dissatisfied with the ending. I'm not one to criticize writers on how they end their stories, in my opinion it is a world that belongs to them and their decision should be respected but this time all I felt was disappointment.
I also started reading George R. R. Martin's Game of Thrones series. That one is going to take me awhile to get through but so far I like it. I expected I would since I loved the show on HBO so much.
Yesterday, I started reading The Help. Two days ago I rented the movie having never gotten around to seeing it in theater, even though I really wanted to. I can't remember the last time a movie has moved me so emotionally. Even when Dobby died in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows: Part 1 I didn't cry, I admit I got a little misty-eyed but tears did not fall. I was glad I chose to watch The Help by myself because there was no way I could have kept those tears back. To top things off, when I watched it a second time the next day, I cried again. Naturally, after that I had to run out and buy the movie and the book.
When it comes to my writing, I only write for myself. I don't ever talk about my writing with my friends or family. Part of it is because writing is the one thing I get nothing but enjoyment out of and I'm afraid sharing it will change that. The other part I have come to believe stems from a fear of failure. Cowardly, but honest. In my mind, I have failed at so much that this is the one thing I want to protect. The one thing I want to keep close and guarded because failure at this, would mean I have failed at everything I ever wanted to do with my life. And that would just suck.
So when I do have time, I take complete advantage of it and you can find me doing one of three things; reading, writing, and making headway through my Netflix queue. Although, most recently I've added podcasting to that list. My friend and I started one about a month ago and it has been a lot of fun.
As far as reading goes I was able to finish The Hunger Games series. Each book kept me wanting more but I was a bit dissatisfied with the ending. I'm not one to criticize writers on how they end their stories, in my opinion it is a world that belongs to them and their decision should be respected but this time all I felt was disappointment.
I also started reading George R. R. Martin's Game of Thrones series. That one is going to take me awhile to get through but so far I like it. I expected I would since I loved the show on HBO so much.
Yesterday, I started reading The Help. Two days ago I rented the movie having never gotten around to seeing it in theater, even though I really wanted to. I can't remember the last time a movie has moved me so emotionally. Even when Dobby died in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows: Part 1 I didn't cry, I admit I got a little misty-eyed but tears did not fall. I was glad I chose to watch The Help by myself because there was no way I could have kept those tears back. To top things off, when I watched it a second time the next day, I cried again. Naturally, after that I had to run out and buy the movie and the book.
When it comes to my writing, I only write for myself. I don't ever talk about my writing with my friends or family. Part of it is because writing is the one thing I get nothing but enjoyment out of and I'm afraid sharing it will change that. The other part I have come to believe stems from a fear of failure. Cowardly, but honest. In my mind, I have failed at so much that this is the one thing I want to protect. The one thing I want to keep close and guarded because failure at this, would mean I have failed at everything I ever wanted to do with my life. And that would just suck.
Monday, December 5, 2011
In Other News...
...Coda and I put our tree up yesterday. I was quite excited about it because this is my first very own Christmas tree.
I bought a real one and got all of the lights and ornaments for decorating. I got Coda a stocking to hang and I've got some presents to wrap already.
And yes, that is a hat as my tree topper.
I bought a real one and got all of the lights and ornaments for decorating. I got Coda a stocking to hang and I've got some presents to wrap already.
And yes, that is a hat as my tree topper.
Christmas Playlist 2011
Every Christmas I look forward to putting together my Christmas playlist. All year long I keep my eyes and ears pealed for new songs to add to my growing collection of Christmas music (106 songs and going strong!). I have only one requirement; each Christmas song has to be original or unique in some way.
Don't get me wrong, I love the classics, but every time I step into any kind of retail location that's all I hear and it gets a little old. That is why I put these lists together, they're songs that you won't hear being played in the stores or on the radio, but they're well worth listening to and have as much to do with Christmas as the classics.
Without further ado, here for your listening pleasure, I give you my 2011 Christmas Playlist.
13. "Elf's Lament" by Barenaked Ladies featuring Michael Buble
The Barenaked Ladies never fail to make me laugh and I thought the song was adorable coming from an Elf's point of view.
12. "A Great Big Sled" by The Killers featuring Toni Halliday
The Killers always put out great music and this Holiday song is no exception.
11. "I Miss You Most on Christmas" by Bowling For Soup
I originally bought the Bowling For Soup Christmas album because it was fun and catchy, but it was the vocals that caught my attention on this original song.
10. "Step Into Christmas" by The Puppini Sisters
One listen was all it took to make me fall in love with The Puppini Sisters. They take you to an entirely different time with their music and I loved this song for that.
9. "Christmas Island" by Kristin Chenoweth
<3. Kristen Chenoweth. Enough said.
8. "Winter White" by A Fine Frenzy
I've always had a soft spot for A Fine Frenzy, so you can imagine my excitement when I found this song. It's not traditionally Christmas-y, but that's the whole point of this list.
7. "The Christmas Waltz" by She & Him
Oh Zooey, how I love everything you do.
6. "Baby Come Find Me at Christmas" by Rachel Yamagata
Rachel Yamagata! I haven't listened to her in years but this was such a beautifully done song I couldn't resist.
5. "Always in the Season" by Pomplamoose
Not everyone can take a great song and make it better, but Pomplamoose does that on a regular basis. Their original music is no exception either.
4. "White Christmas" by Lady Gaga
I didn't think I could love Lady Gaga any more than I already do, and then she released her Holiday EP.
3. "What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?" by Ella Fitzgerald
No Christmas list would be complete without a little Ella and her amazing voice.
2. "In the Morning" by Jack Johnson
It's not banana pancakes, it's better.
1. "Dear Santa" by Jay Brannan
This is my favorite Christmas playlist find. I had never heard of Jay Brannan when I saw this on iTunes and two seconds after I pressed play I was pressing buy.
It's a bit shorter list this year than it was last year but to quote one of my favorite movies "more isn't always better, sometimes it's just more." This year you might also notice I went for more of an easy listening feel to the playlist as opposed to the last couple years that have been mostly rock/alternative songs. I'm actually really pleased with the list this year and I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed putting it together.
Don't get me wrong, I love the classics, but every time I step into any kind of retail location that's all I hear and it gets a little old. That is why I put these lists together, they're songs that you won't hear being played in the stores or on the radio, but they're well worth listening to and have as much to do with Christmas as the classics.
Without further ado, here for your listening pleasure, I give you my 2011 Christmas Playlist.
13. "Elf's Lament" by Barenaked Ladies featuring Michael Buble
The Barenaked Ladies never fail to make me laugh and I thought the song was adorable coming from an Elf's point of view.
12. "A Great Big Sled" by The Killers featuring Toni Halliday
The Killers always put out great music and this Holiday song is no exception.
11. "I Miss You Most on Christmas" by Bowling For Soup
I originally bought the Bowling For Soup Christmas album because it was fun and catchy, but it was the vocals that caught my attention on this original song.
10. "Step Into Christmas" by The Puppini Sisters
One listen was all it took to make me fall in love with The Puppini Sisters. They take you to an entirely different time with their music and I loved this song for that.
9. "Christmas Island" by Kristin Chenoweth
<3. Kristen Chenoweth. Enough said.
8. "Winter White" by A Fine Frenzy
I've always had a soft spot for A Fine Frenzy, so you can imagine my excitement when I found this song. It's not traditionally Christmas-y, but that's the whole point of this list.
7. "The Christmas Waltz" by She & Him
Oh Zooey, how I love everything you do.
6. "Baby Come Find Me at Christmas" by Rachel Yamagata
Rachel Yamagata! I haven't listened to her in years but this was such a beautifully done song I couldn't resist.
5. "Always in the Season" by Pomplamoose
Not everyone can take a great song and make it better, but Pomplamoose does that on a regular basis. Their original music is no exception either.
4. "White Christmas" by Lady Gaga
I didn't think I could love Lady Gaga any more than I already do, and then she released her Holiday EP.
3. "What Are You Doing New Year's Eve?" by Ella Fitzgerald
No Christmas list would be complete without a little Ella and her amazing voice.
2. "In the Morning" by Jack Johnson
It's not banana pancakes, it's better.
1. "Dear Santa" by Jay Brannan
This is my favorite Christmas playlist find. I had never heard of Jay Brannan when I saw this on iTunes and two seconds after I pressed play I was pressing buy.
It's a bit shorter list this year than it was last year but to quote one of my favorite movies "more isn't always better, sometimes it's just more." This year you might also notice I went for more of an easy listening feel to the playlist as opposed to the last couple years that have been mostly rock/alternative songs. I'm actually really pleased with the list this year and I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed putting it together.
Friday, October 21, 2011
Vlogbrothers Nerd Fitness
I was sitting at home enjoying my delicious Chinese lunch special when I came across this video during my journey through the backlog of vlogbrother's videos.
I am confident in saying that I know I'm not the only one that feels smug and self-satisfied when they come across a video of other people painfully sacrificing to stay healthy as you indulge your demanding taste buds. I even went so far as to smirk when I came to the conscious realization that I was sitting cross legged in front of my laptop stuffing my face while he, John Green, clearly worked so hard to make the video so I could sit cross legged in front of my laptop and stuff my face.
And then I got to the "dodge and deflect" part of the video where I promptly choked from taking a bite of my previously delicious rice noodles and laughing at the same time.
Karma, you bitch.
I am confident in saying that I know I'm not the only one that feels smug and self-satisfied when they come across a video of other people painfully sacrificing to stay healthy as you indulge your demanding taste buds. I even went so far as to smirk when I came to the conscious realization that I was sitting cross legged in front of my laptop stuffing my face while he, John Green, clearly worked so hard to make the video so I could sit cross legged in front of my laptop and stuff my face.
And then I got to the "dodge and deflect" part of the video where I promptly choked from taking a bite of my previously delicious rice noodles and laughing at the same time.
Karma, you bitch.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Coda Vs. The Bath
Guess what?
I made my first YouTube video today.
Well, not really, I just used YouTube as a way to put the video on my blog, and I'm not really in it. But it's a start.
Anyway, here you go.
I made my first YouTube video today.
Well, not really, I just used YouTube as a way to put the video on my blog, and I'm not really in it. But it's a start.
Anyway, here you go.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Gay Card: Revoked
Tonight, at work, while I was cleaning up to go home, I got to joking around with one of my Nerd Herd guys. I knew from day one that he's gay, but the big shocker was that apparently he didn't know I'm gay too. Until tonight.
The following tomfoolery ensued:
"Dude, what's up with these laptops on my counter? I'm trying to clean up here."
"Oh," he responded, "we were working on those earlier."
Jokingly I said in my best Cali-girl attitude voice, "Um, what are they still doing here then? I need them gone, like, yesterday!"
"Excuuuuse me, but we were just too busy to be bothered." Then he gave me a dirty look while he put them on a cart.
"Don't mess with me, Diva. I will take you down," I said as I snapped my finger at him.
He stopped and turned and said, "you want to see Diva? This, is Diva." And then he went into full-on Diva snap mode.
Needless to say I was practically on the ground I was laughing so hard. After I was finally able to catch my breath I managed to choke out, "you got me there. My snap was nothing compared to yours."
"Well, you kind of have to be gay or black to pull off the snap."
"Still," I said, wiping away tears from laughing so hard, "we lezzies have nothing on you gay boys."
Long pause.
And then he responds with, "I did not see that one coming."
"What?"
"You're gay?"
"Of course I'm gay," I said surprised. "You seriously didn't know that?"
"I've never seen you at the [Insert local gay bar here]"
"I rarely ever go."
At this point we went into discussion of different topics, the LGBT center at the University, gay comedians we liked, until inevitably we got around to talking about musicals.
"Have you seen Spamalot?" He asked.
"No, I'm not a fan of Monty Python."
"Avenue Q?"
"No."
"Wicked??"
Sigh, "no."
"Gay card, revoked."
"What?!" I gasped. "You can't revoke my gay card just because of that. I've been dying to see Wicked I just haven't had the chance yet."
"Your status is still revoked."
So that is how I lost my gay card tonight. Then again, everyone's reaction to me coming out as gay is always with surprise so it's not like I really had it anyway. I think it's time to break out the "No one knows I'm a Lesbian" t-shirt. I'm getting tired of flying under the radar, it's a total drag.
The following tomfoolery ensued:
"Dude, what's up with these laptops on my counter? I'm trying to clean up here."
"Oh," he responded, "we were working on those earlier."
Jokingly I said in my best Cali-girl attitude voice, "Um, what are they still doing here then? I need them gone, like, yesterday!"
"Excuuuuse me, but we were just too busy to be bothered." Then he gave me a dirty look while he put them on a cart.
"Don't mess with me, Diva. I will take you down," I said as I snapped my finger at him.
He stopped and turned and said, "you want to see Diva? This, is Diva." And then he went into full-on Diva snap mode.
Needless to say I was practically on the ground I was laughing so hard. After I was finally able to catch my breath I managed to choke out, "you got me there. My snap was nothing compared to yours."
"Well, you kind of have to be gay or black to pull off the snap."
"Still," I said, wiping away tears from laughing so hard, "we lezzies have nothing on you gay boys."
Long pause.
And then he responds with, "I did not see that one coming."
"What?"
"You're gay?"
"Of course I'm gay," I said surprised. "You seriously didn't know that?"
"I've never seen you at the [Insert local gay bar here]"
"I rarely ever go."
At this point we went into discussion of different topics, the LGBT center at the University, gay comedians we liked, until inevitably we got around to talking about musicals.
"Have you seen Spamalot?" He asked.
"No, I'm not a fan of Monty Python."
"Avenue Q?"
"No."
"Wicked??"
Sigh, "no."
"Gay card, revoked."
"What?!" I gasped. "You can't revoke my gay card just because of that. I've been dying to see Wicked I just haven't had the chance yet."
"Your status is still revoked."
So that is how I lost my gay card tonight. Then again, everyone's reaction to me coming out as gay is always with surprise so it's not like I really had it anyway. I think it's time to break out the "No one knows I'm a Lesbian" t-shirt. I'm getting tired of flying under the radar, it's a total drag.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
O, Christmas Tree
I just realized that this is going to my first Christmas in my house. That means I get to put up my very own Christmas tree and everything. I don't have any decorations though. I'm kind of excited about it all. This means I get to pick out my own tree and decorate it myself.
Last year my grandma decided not to put up a tree or do much decorating. I was so busy with work I really didn't say anything but when Christmas day rolled around, it just wasn't the same.
I will never go another Christmas without at least having a tree up. I know it's all superficial and that the day is about spending it with loved ones but there's just something about having the tree standing there shining that gives it that little bit more meaning.
Last year my grandma decided not to put up a tree or do much decorating. I was so busy with work I really didn't say anything but when Christmas day rolled around, it just wasn't the same.
I will never go another Christmas without at least having a tree up. I know it's all superficial and that the day is about spending it with loved ones but there's just something about having the tree standing there shining that gives it that little bit more meaning.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Fuck Off, Facebook
Please quit sending me bogus "notifications" trying to get me to log in to my account. I don't give a shit or you wouldn't be sending me these "notifications" about things I "might have missed" last time I was on. I "missed" them for a reason. I don't care when someone says "Had Taco Bell for lunch, taking a nap now." So kindly understand that I just don't give a flying fuck and quit spamming my inbox. I only have an account so people don't gasp in horror whenever I tell them I don't have a Facebook page and justify my reasoning for the next 20 minutes.
Thank you,
Tin
P.S. If you say I have to log in to disable the notifications I. Will. Cut. You. At no point did I have to enable these notifications, so eff-to-the-u.
P. P. S. Don't take it personally. Have a lovely song to make you feel better.
Holy Swizzle Sticks, Batman!
It's obvious I have no particular purpose for this blog other than to use it as a place for my thoughts on random topics. I don't write for anyone but myself, which is evidence by how crappy a lot of the writing is on here. But ever since I wrote this short post, it gets on average 20 to 30 hits a day, and on the rare occasion a couple hundred.
I really didn't think too much of it, I just figured it was a topic a lot of people were interested in. I know I still think about that post quite a bit because it was a "Eureka!" moment where I went "Intrusive thoughts? Aha! So I'm not crazy! There's a perfectly logical explanation for this. Go psychology."
And I crossed that topic off my list of things to worry about.
That was, until I happened to check my statcounter for the first time in months and I see that my blog had over 2,000 hits yesterday on that one post. I'm curious why so many people are searching that single phrase all of a sudden but all I can figure out is that they're all coming from google searches.
Ah well, tis a mystery and ever shall remain one.
I really didn't think too much of it, I just figured it was a topic a lot of people were interested in. I know I still think about that post quite a bit because it was a "Eureka!" moment where I went "Intrusive thoughts? Aha! So I'm not crazy! There's a perfectly logical explanation for this. Go psychology."
And I crossed that topic off my list of things to worry about.
That was, until I happened to check my statcounter for the first time in months and I see that my blog had over 2,000 hits yesterday on that one post. I'm curious why so many people are searching that single phrase all of a sudden but all I can figure out is that they're all coming from google searches.
Ah well, tis a mystery and ever shall remain one.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Words With Friends
I like words. Words tend to like me. We have a mutually beneficial relationship, words and I, in the sense that I know a lot of them. So it wouldn't come as a surprise that I also like Words With Friends.
I started a recent game with my brother and half way through I used the word "dulcet". The following conversation ensued.
Doug: I call shenanigans!
Me: Huh?
Doug: Do you even know what that word means?
Me: Of course, it means to be sweet.
Doug: Oh, I thought you were cheating.
Me: Dude, I'm minoring in English, I don't have to cheat.
I started a recent game with my brother and half way through I used the word "dulcet". The following conversation ensued.
Doug: I call shenanigans!
Me: Huh?
Doug: Do you even know what that word means?
Me: Of course, it means to be sweet.
Doug: Oh, I thought you were cheating.
Me: Dude, I'm minoring in English, I don't have to cheat.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Mouse Trap
I mentioned previously that I have a mouse. I have spent all summer trying to catch the little bastard but have failed so far.
Two fucking minutes ago he was crawling around in my ceiling. I could hear the little shit scratching against one of the beams. That's the last straw.
I'm going Mouse Trap on the fucker. I'm going to cover every inch of my house in mouse traps.
Not really, but it's time to break out the big guns. I avoided putting poison down, because the last thing I want is for Coda to get into it. But I was at Home Depot the other day and found some covered things that are dog proof that hold the poison for mice to get.
So get comfortable you little fucker. Come next payday I'm buying a shit load of them and you're going to be in cheesy mouse heaven very soon.
Two fucking minutes ago he was crawling around in my ceiling. I could hear the little shit scratching against one of the beams. That's the last straw.
I'm going Mouse Trap on the fucker. I'm going to cover every inch of my house in mouse traps.
Not really, but it's time to break out the big guns. I avoided putting poison down, because the last thing I want is for Coda to get into it. But I was at Home Depot the other day and found some covered things that are dog proof that hold the poison for mice to get.
So get comfortable you little fucker. Come next payday I'm buying a shit load of them and you're going to be in cheesy mouse heaven very soon.
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