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I would like to preface this post by explaining to everyone that it is extremely cold in Philadelphia these days. And also, since my apartment is actually an old house that was converted into three apartments, the heater's control falls in the hands of the resident of the first floor. And he likes to keep it warm. And since I live on the second floor, the laws of science tell us that my apartment's a bit toastier than the first floor because heat rises. And in my old house, heat rises like a bitch. It is fecking 80 degrees in my bedroom.  Read more >

There are squirrels living in my apartment. They live in that little space in between my ceiling and the upstairs apartment's floor. And every night, between the hours of 2 a.m. and 5 a.m., they go INSANE. They run the entire length of the apartment and throw boulders and knock into walls and play vulgar rap music and launch missiles and hide their stupid nuts in my ceiling with their stupid claw hands that scratch the wood FOR HOURS. And they are so loud every night I wake up because I think the dog is frantically running around the apartment and bumping into things. But it's not the dog.  Read more >