As you may have heard, I have recurring issues with my apartment. (After a brief summer hiatus, the squirrels are back. Sigh.) The latest issues is that in a corner of my ceiling, where the landlord once patched up the ceiling because I thought the squirlles had scratched through, I now have three mushrooms growing.
Mushrooms. Growing out of my ceiling. I'm so tired.
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I actually heard these squirrels this weekend. "Beanie, is there a dog in the apartment above yours," I asked. "No," she said, "those are the damn squirrels."
Look on the bright side. Now you have something new to add to your salads.
when your apartment hands you mushrooms, make stuffed mushrooms.
Cool. You have a farmer's market right in your own apartment!
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