on mice

i found some mouse poop (ew! ew! ahh! shit! literally!) in the kitchen when i got back from portland last weekend, so i promptly cleaned everything with bleach and called housing who sent over a very kind exterminator today to figure out what to do. fortunately i have yet to hear or see any actual mice, but i am still freaking out about every noise in the house that could be a hungry disease-y tiny evil mousie. this is terrible because the freezer makes random crackling noises all the time that i had gotten used to and forgotten about, but now every time i hear it crickle-crackle i have to calm myself down that it’s just the freezer doing its thing (or being broken, maybe, i dunno). the very kind exterminator pulled out the stove and found two holes behind it, and a message from previous residents in sharpie above one stating matter-of-factly: “yeah, there’s rats.”

(ahhhhhhhh!)

anyway, the very kind exterminator heroically leapt over the stove and plugged up both holes with steel wool, and while i told him about how freaked out i was and thanked him for helping he reassured me that the mice must have come through the holes and would not be able to come back. you are the best, exterminator dude! but then he told me my dorm is full of mice, and apparently my couple of counter poos was nothing compared to the mouse assault happening right now because of the cold. and i am now anxious again, and the freezer still won’t shut the hell up, and my kitchen still smells like bleach three days later.