At three in the morning, Cornelius started running around in circles. That's when we knew there was a flying mammal trapped in our new home. (If you don't know what a flying mammal is, it rhymes with Pat.) Miles escorted me to the bathroom where I locked myself in while he shuffled the flying mammal out the back door/patio area.
We have this little white box that you plug into the wall. Apparently rodents don't like the vibrations it puts off and it sends them running from the building. It really works.
I think that officially ends our major problems with the apartment. From here on out, I'm hoping for an easy living experience.
Secondly, the CD player in my car has been busted forever so Miles and I finally broke down and bought a tape player. Right now, an old mix tape from Matt Morong is on repeat. We both like it a lot. It's good singing along music.
Highlights include:
Angel From Montgomery
I'm Coming Out
Tupelo Honey
The Swimming Song
The Weight
Second That Emotion
So big thanks to Matt.
