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Going to the grocery store in the rain wouldn't be half as bad if people in SUVs didn't motor through large puddles at speed, splashing the passerby with dirty water. How thoroughly charming. It made me want to shove that woman's face and her designer handbag into the water as if I were disciplining a puppy. Well, on the up side I procured supplies for baked ziti and ice cream sundaes as well as a chocolate marshmallow pie. Life isn't all bad.

You've got to be kidding me

Last week, I spoke to the apartment office about the sound of rats in the wall. they are loud, and there's no way it's mice. Whatever is actually living in the wall is rat size or larger. I might not mind so much, but the sound of their claws and chewing on the sheet rock is unnerving. the office said they weren't going to do anything. Mike went over and found someone who lives in our same building and was told they would make some effort to close up any holes in the walls outside.

They were incredibly loud today. Now, there's a hole in my stairway ceiling at least two inches across. I have a morbid fear that a rat will fall on my head the next time I walk up there. I am so so so annoyed. I'm going to the office tomorrow to raise Cain.