Sometimes when you're just one person, trying to make a mark in your corner of the world...

... you have a day where nothing seems to work, everyone stymies you, people are stupid and you almost cry. And then once the obligations are over and it's 6:30pm and you're standing halfway up the stairs at school, debating whether to put in a couple hours in the library... and then you think about how tired you are and how none that stuff has to get done tonight. And so decide to go home. There just might be a new disc of Law & Order: SVU. And you'll feel a whole lot better.

According to Netflix

December 2007 appears to be a banner month. The Wire Season 4 AND Law & Order:SVU Season 4 on DVD? Well, we know what I'll be doing during--I mean after--finals.

If you know me

You can appreciate the irony of my home having been invaded by these:




These, my friends, are ASIAN LADY BEETLES.

Ain't no nation like a donation*

This article made me want to spend my scare borrowed funds on buying a computer I don't need. I hope people with jobs feel the same.


*cleverest homeless person sign I've seen to date, in Boston circa 2001.

Household Pests

I will level with you internet, one of my greatest fears (I mean, literally, GREATEST FEAR) is getting mice in the apartment I live in alone. This is only moderately tempered by having a boyfriend who, whether he would admit it now or not, would be required to deal with the dead mouse bodies and put me up... well, forever, or until the mice were gone. I can deal with a lot things. I consider myself a strong person and I think I've weathered a lot and surely there's some shit coming down the pike. But. I. Cannot. Deal. With. Mice. Roaches, fine. Gross, but fine. As the original residents of 340 8th St can attest, if we lay traps and kill a mouse, I kid you not, all I can do is scream. Julia eventually ordered me out of the kitchen when my screaming also included breaking a glass. So then there was a dead mouse and broken glass. Awesome, Sarah.
Anyway, thank BABYJESUS, there are so far no mice here. But there are flour moths and there are fruit flies. The flour moths are easier to deal with because, honestly, I don't keep that much food around, so I just threw some of it away and it seemed to get better... but a girl forgets one plastic bag with an apple in it in the fruit basket for a couple of weeks... and there is no going back. They are everywhere, they are sitting on my toothbrush when I go to brush my teeth. They are sitting on the clean dishes in the dishrack. Gross. Ok, fine, I learned my lesson.... no more produce. Thats what they are trying to tell me, right?
So. I did what any reasonable person living in 2007 would do (except for the person who emailed me to ask how long it takes to drive from Madison to New Orleans. I, as nicely as I possibly could, referred her to googlemaps and/or mapquest), I googled "get rid of fruit flies."
The websites suggest putting a banana in a jar, covering it with plastic wrap and poking small holes in the plastic wrap to trap the fruit flies. Ok, fine, except everyone knows how hard it is to buy ONE banana, so I'd end up with, say, 4-5 bananas in this scheme. And we can't refrigerate bananas, so they'd go in the fruit basket. And isn't this EXACTLY WHAT THE FRUIT FLIES WANT? I think so. I think the fruit flies have made it to the internet and are posting in these forums.

Yes, I will tag this post both "theories" and "the deep end." Thank you for your patience.

College

I heard on the radio earlier this week that 92% of people like their college experience. The point was, that it doesn't really matter where you go or what kind of school you go to, it's a special time of growing into adulthood that the people just love.

I also saw "The Heartbreak Kid" last night. For free. If you ever see it on an airplane, or your friend says, "I have this DVD, do you want to watch it with me?" And you don't have anything else to do... I think you might enjoy it a little.