Into the Mouse's Den

Oh, home. It's where the heart is. And the mess. My mother is worse than ever psychologically, and both her and the house are trainwrecks. That's putting it mildly, actually. You can perhaps imagine my shock, horror, and ultimate nausea when I went to put away some measuring cups in a drawer, only to discover that the drawer in question contained a mouse nest (an empty one, thank god!). I have, since then, donned rubber gloves and a face mask, and have been furiously cleaning out drawers and generally going to town with some bleach. It's kinda like the Nutcracker, only the rats are mice... filthy, disgusting, mice. Yuck. And you wonder why I'm so messed up.

In other news, I ran into Matt Rawlings yesterday, and talked to him for the first time in about four and a half years! (Hayden, you would best remember him as Cock Ring Boy.) We ran into each other in the parking lot at Denver West, so we went and got some coffee at Barnes and Noble, and I might give him a call some time and see if he wants to hang out. It was really bizarre to see him after years of telling that story about him, and to remember that he's a real person, out there living a real life. He seemed ethereal- he looks exactly the same as when I last saw him, though he let his hair grow long. Extreme weirdness!

Also, I met Becca's boyfriend Ben- I'm still somewhat distrustful and protective of my Becca, though I think that through throwing lots of old AOL CDs at each other, Ben and I may have worked through some of our unfortunate aggression towards one another.

Sabrinah's of course got a great, perfect boyfriend, and between the two of them I'm feeling rather single. Maybe Santa will bring me a perfect boyfriend for Christmas, lol. Mainly it just makes it a tiny bit harder to forget about Funkhouser. Ironically, what is serving to distract me somewhat is my other ex's (not that Funkhouser fits into that category)- Rawlings and Shaun, who I'm planning on hanging out with sometime next week.

ooh, and I saw my girl Aly, who was pretty much my bff at summer camp today. She's in Boulder with her boyfriend Otis, and so I drove up there. We went to lunch with his mom, and then Aly and I shopped on Pearl Street. I love those two. I even got to hear Otis jam with his dad (a great jazz pianist), another guitarist, a drummer, and a saxophonist, and I got demo CD of Otis's jazz band, THC. It was really awesome to see them again!

Alright, I should return to the bleaching. I spiked my coffee with brandy, and I've decided that with that in me I can do anything, including conquer the kitchen!

P.S. Hayden, I hope you're reading this: Otis's dad's house has a huge painted seahorse over the front door. We're talking like, four feet tall. I thought of you!