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Hrm, thanks... I might have to give that a try.
It should work, provided they zipped it as the whole data\whatnot\yaddaydda\clownshoes.pft. If the zip does not start with the data folder, you have to unzip it, create all the right folders and then re-zip. For mods to install correctly with NMM they have to be zipped starting with the data directory.
 

GasBandit

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It should work, provided they zipped it as the whole data\whatnot\yaddaydda\clownshoes.pft. If the zip does not start with the data folder, you have to unzip it, create all the right folders and then re-zip. For mods to install correctly with NMM they have to be zipped starting with the data directory.
I'm hoping that they are done up that way, as originally they WERE on the nexus... just got banned.
 
Legend has it, or so it's told
Of a creature, more ancient than old
He traipses through, from home to house
Why yes
This is the story of the Ever Mouse
You probably are right on house to house. I have a feeling this thing has been in the live traps before and knows to avoid them. I woke up at 3 in the morning feeling sick from pizza and heard him a clatter in the recycling. Somehow he's getting through the oven barricade without going past the trap.

I've changed bait to strong cheese; don't know if that'll even work. Next step will be to just duct tape the underside of the oven and hope.
 
usually if you see one mouse, there are 10 more you haven't seen. And I bet you're seeing more than one mouse.

I had a similar issue once when I was in my early 20's. The neighbors' apartment was filthy, and mice kept coming in through a hole they had gnawed between units.

I must've killed 20 of them before my lease expired and I moved out.
 
usually if you see one mouse, there are 10 more you haven't seen. And I bet you're seeing more than one mouse.

I had a similar issue once when I was in my early 20's. The neighbors' apartment was filthy, and mice kept coming in through a hole they had gnawed between units.

I must've killed 20 of them before my lease expired and I moved out.
I want to disagree because my mom's house would usually only get one mouse at a time--but you're right, this is an apartment and I have no idea how many there are. The rats' urine that marked their territory kept the mouse/mice secluded to the kitchen, but we don't have that deterrent anymore.

I tore up the area where I thought I heard scratching--no hole, no mouse, no droppings. So for now, it's still the kitchen and the wall hole of the oven. If there's more than one, then at least one is using holes from under the oven and one is under the fridge. I just would like to take care of it myself because the last thing I want is the management company fumigating the area.
 
Just keep in mind, if there's a male and female in your place: Mice can produce a litter about once every 5 or 6 weeks, with each litter having up to a dozen babies.

The babies can start producing babies of their own in about 2 months.

there could conceivably be a metric shit ton of mice living there.

If peanut butter isn't working, try tootsie rolls. Might want to give it a couple of chews to get it moist and releasing a good odor for the mouse/mice.
 
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Will try that, thanks. However many are here, be it 1 or more, clearly don't give a shit about peanut butter.

Honestly, if another week passes and I see/hear them, but nothing gets in the live traps, I'm gonna have to switch to snap traps. I don't want to kill them, but I'm not letting them fuck up the building either.
 
Is your building named NiMH? If so, you might be in trouble.
After further investigation, it turns out that the mouse may not be as smart as you imply, and that in fact I am a dumb human.

I think I finally found droppings, and from them I've found a place under the dishwasher where an opening curves into a dark place between the dishwasher and the oven. What I thought was a mouse that somehow phased through solid objects may in fact be hiding there. I've moved one of the traps.

Fingers crossed.
 
I'm gonna go with me being dumb for now, but we'll see how the situation develops.

And then upon sharing the revelation with my wife, the obligatory wife comment: "That's what I've been telling you."

-_- Sure, honey. Sure.
 
Will try that, thanks. However many are here, be it 1 or more, clearly don't give a shit about peanut butter.

Honestly, if another week passes and I see/hear them, but nothing gets in the live traps, I'm gonna have to switch to snap traps. I don't want to kill them, but I'm not letting them fuck up the building either.
Glue traps are another option. It's what we use here when necessary.
 
Glue traps are horrifying though. Unless you like listening to mice scream and the sight of a mouse who's ripped off it's own skin and fur.
 
Honestly, poison is the best way to go if you want to make sure all the mice are dead, but I don't know.

I wish they would just get in the live traps. I really hate killing things. In any case, I'll keep checking each day and decide what to get next weekend if I have to.
 

GasBandit

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That is an ingenious and humane trap... provided that's just a big pot and not a hopper on some sort of "device."
 

fade

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I read a personal account from someone who fell foot first into a shredder once. It got most of his legs. He said it's just so fast it didn't have time to register at first. There was a flash of blinding pain, but he was almost unaware of what was going on. When a co-worker hit the emergency stop however, it became obvious and excruciating.
 
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doomdragon6

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Whine time:

For a while, my ex and I were on okay terms. But recently she decided to stop talking to me because she believes I was purposefully leading her on and giving her hope of a reconciliation between us. I may have been too friendly at times, but for the most part I tried to make it clear that I was only looking to be friends. Well, now she is back from Japan, and she's entirely part of all of our social groups. (We have a very interconnected group of friends.) When she got back I made an attempt to reach out to her and be like "Hey, I'd totally like it if things were okay between us and not awkward or weird. I'd like to at least be able to say hi and welcome back." She basically said she didn't want any interaction between us at all. I know it's because she still has feelings and doesn't want them coming up, so it's fine. I stayed completely out of her way at the wedding and I've taken to not going to a few group meetups so she can have fun with people she hasn't seen in a long time without feeling awkward or having a panic attack.

I'm a little torn, though. I know our relationship was bad for us-- or at least by the "I'M MOVING TO JAPAN" bits it was. But I miss a lot, honestly. I miss a lot of things I don't feel like I could have with anyone else. And I've spent an entire year chatting with some girls and trying to figure out what I want and that kind of crap, and really I'm exactly where I was a year ago. There was one girl I had feelings for at all, but she broke things off before they could really get started. I sit here and think, "If I had such a connection with that girl, and she supposedly did with me as well, but shit just didn't work out.. The hell am I going to find elsewhere?"

I try to figure out what's important, but I really don't know. In my heart, I'm pretty sure me and my ex don't belong together. But some other side of me says we do. And I really don't want to sit here trying to figure things out, and then one day it's too late.

To be honest, I probably don't belong in ANY relationship right now. But, we're humans and as such I think about it quite a bit. Basically, since the break up I've dealt with:
- Girl I'm super into and she's super into me, but she decides to cut things off (I'm still down about this.)
- Girl who had/has a crush on me, but just isn't my type
- Girl who wants to bang me (fine, but I'm realizing how meaningless this shit is)
- Girl who isn't interested in dating, and she's not my type long-term, but we're kind of filling a slightly-more-than-friendly companionship zone here and there

A few other here-and-theres, but those are the main ones. I feel like I'm asking for advice, but I know full well the answer is:
Forget about girls. Do your own shit. Whatever happens, happens.
 

doomdragon6

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I'm just having a hard time feeling like anything is worth it recently. I also can't even trust myself to tell me how I feel about anything because I don't know.
 
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