home is where the fairies are.

no, seriously-- it is. when i moved into my apartment a few years ago, one thing nearly stopped me: fairies. these creepy little things live on the side of my kitchen cupboard. it's so creepy, but when i moved in i was in a rush and rather than have the landlord paint over them, i just stuck an old mother hips concert handbill over them. since i couldn't see the them, i just sorta forgot they were there. until today when the handbill, after four years, fell. uggg, i've once again been invaded by fairies-- and not the good ones, who can help hang the dorothy parker pictures that have been sitting here since november. i can't sleep, i can't eat. (okay, the second is possibly because i haven't been grocery shopping in weeks, but still.) is there some sort of fairy removal service? oh wait, brothers with paint brushes.