My apologies for anyone who doesn't know the backstory.... but I just wanted to say, I came back from Atlanta and I saw that the bucket of dead rats next to my apartment is GONE! FINALLY! Gone Gone Gone!
(No, I don't know where it went to. I'm assuming a human finally disposed of it. But maybe the heat catalyzed the decomposing bucket, causing it to sprout mutant legs and waddle off to quietly terrorize another apartment.)
But at any rate, the bucket of dead rats is not in the parking lot anymore, which is all that matters for the moment. I should declare this week a holiday.
I should also move out from this sublet soon, before the bucket decides to come back.