Our third roommate

There are a bunch of things i could write about the new place....how it leans towards the street, how our landlord looooooves to varnish things to the point where our entire apartment is glossy, how he's a fan of wood glue and not nails, how it appears we are living in the apartment of "on sale" tiles and fixtures (ie: ripe cut fruit that look like a below the belt female body part and brushed bronze straight from the 70's). There is an endless amount of cat hair to be found and as of yesterday i saw a dried up, decayed mouse in the hallway skylight.

This thing is so old Joe was convinced it was a leaf. I debated for so long i finally told him i know rodents alive and dead (sadly, yes it's true) and i was right. I would buy a grabber toy or find a big pole and jab it out. The problem is the sky light has a metal grill connected to it (where the mouse is laying) and the holes are too tiny for it to fall easily down and i'm not a skilled jabber. I tried and tried, i even spent time creating my dead mouse jabbing outfit comprised of a broomstick with protector (read: cellophane and tape type of condom, i don't want it contaminated!), worker gloves and hat (it could be sacrificed if necessary). All of this in the event it fell on me or i was forced to touch it in a moments notice.

After many unsuccessful tries, and getting the willies when i saw just how decayed it was i finally gave up. I may try the vacuum, but i may never recover if dead mouse goes into my favorite appliance! I think i need to call the landlord because even though i don't really see it unless i'm looking up, i know it's there....and EWWWWWW....isn't that enough of a reason!! I'm just happy it doesn't smell. Geez, imagine how bad it must have smelled, sunlight, dripping mouse carcass. NAST! I would have died smelling that.

Ah the joys of a new apartment.

ps: if I am successful there just may be a photo.