Friday, June 30, 2006
So where the fuck have I been these days? The answer is somewhat interesting: a fleeting romance, roughing it working in Cape Cod, dealing with vermin infestation, and trying to iron out my life – not always successfully, I might add.
Yes, I was dating this guy named Tim, an IT professional at age of 35. I finally caught on to his rather whimsical, unstable nature and was totally annoyed. Finally last weekend I got up the courage to break it off. That lasted 20 hours. By the time he came by to pick up his things we were back together again.
So over the weekend we spent gay pride together. By Tuesday I had to break up with him again. And this was final. He came to the apartment and took his shit and left. Though we parted as friends, thank God.
So during all of this I started some work-related projects with an old friend and Columbia University professor. Since he was on vacation on the Cape, he invited me out to his home there to work with him. I couldn’t pass it up. So we went to the beach, ran some regressions, ate and drank fantastic wine (he’s a wine aficionado). It was a great time.
But I came home to mouse dropping on my counter and a half-eaten box of crackers. The fucking mice are back again. Not being as worked up as the last time, I simply did the old routine: got the cheese ball and traps and put them in the kitchen.
I have to say they have certainly multiplied. Though the original killing last year was like Tosca killing Scarpia, given that I’ve now killed four, this is beginning to seem more like War and Peace. My god, it’s disgusting. It seems like every day I’m scraping some mouse carcass off my kitchen floor or counter.
This is all in time for my parents visit this weekend. I’m just hoping that this mouse situation is under control by that time, though the exterminator is not coming until next week and the holes in the walls on Monday. But maybe this will provide an incentive for them to take a hotel, in the next trip.
Dear God, this is what happens when I don’t blog in a while. How boring!
And work, I won’t even get into that. Let’s just say that in some sick way I related to “The Devil Wears Prada.”
Yes, I was dating this guy named Tim, an IT professional at age of 35. I finally caught on to his rather whimsical, unstable nature and was totally annoyed. Finally last weekend I got up the courage to break it off. That lasted 20 hours. By the time he came by to pick up his things we were back together again.
So over the weekend we spent gay pride together. By Tuesday I had to break up with him again. And this was final. He came to the apartment and took his shit and left. Though we parted as friends, thank God.
So during all of this I started some work-related projects with an old friend and Columbia University professor. Since he was on vacation on the Cape, he invited me out to his home there to work with him. I couldn’t pass it up. So we went to the beach, ran some regressions, ate and drank fantastic wine (he’s a wine aficionado). It was a great time.
But I came home to mouse dropping on my counter and a half-eaten box of crackers. The fucking mice are back again. Not being as worked up as the last time, I simply did the old routine: got the cheese ball and traps and put them in the kitchen.
I have to say they have certainly multiplied. Though the original killing last year was like Tosca killing Scarpia, given that I’ve now killed four, this is beginning to seem more like War and Peace. My god, it’s disgusting. It seems like every day I’m scraping some mouse carcass off my kitchen floor or counter.
This is all in time for my parents visit this weekend. I’m just hoping that this mouse situation is under control by that time, though the exterminator is not coming until next week and the holes in the walls on Monday. But maybe this will provide an incentive for them to take a hotel, in the next trip.
Dear God, this is what happens when I don’t blog in a while. How boring!
And work, I won’t even get into that. Let’s just say that in some sick way I related to “The Devil Wears Prada.”
# posted by otas : 10:27 PM
