Yuck!

That is not my hand. This is a stock photo.

My apartment is completely infested with mice. Just yesterday my roommate Holly picked up a loaf of bread and 5 mice scurried out from behind it. Worse yet another mouse came rolling out a hole in the back of the bread like Sonic the Hedgehog. I've decided that it's completely okay to eat out every meal until the problem gets solved (i.e. my roommate's boyfriend kills them all).

I hear this is a common problem with old houses, that can somewhat be rectified by stuffing steal wool into all holes and crannies. We have the creepiest crawl space imaginable, but if it has to be done, it has to be done.