Speaking of mice, there's a goddamn mouse in my apartment.  Or more precisely there is still a goddamn mouse in my apartment.  I thought it left, but maybe he sub-letted.  I'll get some mouse-traps tonight.

I don't have the heart to tell my landlord that my heater is broken after he single-handedly dragged my broken fridge out of the apartment and installed the one from the next-door apartment (it's smaller but cleaner and newer), and having to replace my A/C a couple of months ago.  It was a chilly night yesterday and I had all 3 space-heaters on, along with an electric pad for the dog and a hot-water bottle nestled between my legs like a baby penguin (o lawd pop culture reference).  I'm going to buy 2 more tonight.  If I buy any more heaters I'll have to change my nickname to Ponyboy (o lawd c thomas howell reference). 

In other shmooze any of you people who would be sending things in the mail to me probably already have my address so there's probably no point in posting it. I imagine that next xmas I will have a different address, so I will shamelessly post it.