Life update. Lupdate.

There's been a pretty serious loss in my family which has resulted in me hiding away in my room for the past few days.

Due to a misunderstanding of someone else drinking most of the whiskey that I'd left out after having a sip (it was blackberry flavoured) my mother thought those days hiding were actually spent drunkenly passed out.

I did get to share with her my first rule of grief! 'Don't get drunk.' I learned from my past that has never, ever helped anything.

My second rule is never eat or watch a favourite food or movie, in case of associating.

My third is comfy clothing.

I've also gained some new roommates: Mice.

As punishment for being the only apartment in the building without cats, a bunch decided to move in, eat my leftover holiday chocolate which was on a shelf, eat my ramen which was in a drawer, and pee all over my cutlery out of what appears to be totally unnecessary spite.

I attempted to open negotiations with one I saw, failed, and brought in a cat to play the heavy.

Next step: disinfecting every single drawer and some live mouse traps to send them into a new life in the countryside.

The powers that do not be said: He is sad. He needs a distraction.

And then solved it with all the grace of a one legged hippo.