July 24th, 2010
One of the first things I noticed about my new apartment was the fruit flies. The apartment was clean, and there was no exposed food in the kitchen, but the fruit flies were everywhere.
There were even fruit flies in my bedroom closet! I don’t even want to think about why…
So I turned to my blackberry, googled fruit-fly trap concoctions, and set my trap.
The fruit-fly trap was a glass of pear juice with a plastic cover (with holes) stretched over it.
A few days later Alesus was over, and I told him about my trap. He noted that there were no fruit-flies in the kitchen, but there were also no flies in the trap. Hm.
I didn’t figure out what was going on until today:

Normally, a massive spider web in my kitchen would horrify me, but I left it alone. Fruit flies are unsanitary. Spraying pesticide in the kitchen is equally disgusting, but this spider web thing works.
So the kitchen spider stays. His name is Freddie. I have another spider named Bartholomew in my studio. He does a thorough job as well.
July 21st, 2010
Don’t be fooled. The Krakens are evil.

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July 21st, 2010
I took this during Pride, but forgot to post it, which is a shame because she’s fabulous.

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July 20th, 2010
So the worst part is that the first version of this billboard featured a heavily made-up woman.

Stay classy, Minneapolis.
July 19th, 2010
As with everything else in law school…

And apparently there’s no volume either. Great.
July 16th, 2010
This blog needs a redesign. I have more unfinished laundry than a women’s penitentiary. My bike, rollerblades, and gym shoes feel neglected.
I am one check-in from becoming mayor of McDonald’s. (My love handles don’t lie.) My progress on my album is underwhelming. And, and and.
This moving thing sucks, more than a little bit.
Good thing I have my two personal clowns to keep me company.

July 15th, 2010
Harley doesn’t do well with heat.



And yes, I’m the mayor of my local car wash on foursquare. The amount of hair and drool is unreal.
July 14th, 2010
Some of my neighbors have very strong themes in their wardrobes.

I would never dry my clothes outside. With my luck, birds would perch on the lines and use my shirt as their canvas.
July 13th, 2010
I don’t know how I lived this long without a carpet steamer.
I finally bought a steamer and cleaned my rugs before moving them down to my new apartment. And oh my god, look at that filth!

The steamer has gotten a lot of use. My new apartment is carpeted, and my dog trainer told me that I have to re-potty train them because dogs don’t generalize well…so being house-broken in one apartment does not mean they are 100% house-broken in another apartment.
This makes the moving process…delightful.
Most of my furniture is in the new apartment but I still have clothes and hundreds of books to move downstairs. I’m slightly worried about leaving the dogs out with books because Harley has a taste for literature. We’ll see if Harley has grown out of his book-eating phase tomorrow.
July 13th, 2010
We are still working on this whole “playing with tennis balls and not eating them” thing.

It’s going well, obviously.
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