mostly notes to myself

I think the stay-up-for-two days nuclear option I landed on saved me from jet-lag when I travelled to Europe, but holy crap, am I ever suffering from it now after my much gentler return. This has led to me falling asleep on my desk (and on BC's couch) at something like 9 pm and having to be pried out of my chair and poured into bed. Last night I went to see SLF with Darrell and spent most of the night being propped up by his very patient ass.

I returned to a kitchen full of mouse shit. I bought a bunch of traps but for some reason the companies that make snap traps have decided that the consumer public really needs to see something new and different on the market. So the ones I bought have these "panels" and I cannot for the life of me figure out how to set the fucking things. I must have slammed it on my fingers about six times. I finally sorta' succeeded with one of them, and of course the mice just ate the bait right off of it.

( mostly to serve as reminders )