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I see dead insect peeplz

Do any of you have a sixth sense about insects? I do. Case in point: I shot out of bed at about five this morning, convinced that something else - something horrible - was in the room with me. I didn't even have to look very hard: when I turned on the lights, a giant centiped began scampering across the far wall. I was all OMG DOOD U R IN MY BEDRUUM, WATCHING ME SNORZ! and the centipede was all DOOD IM IN UR BEDRUUM, TUCHING UR UNDERWAREZ! Five minutes and fifteen smashes later, the centipede lay on the floor, curling up in death throes as it gasped DOOD U KEEL ME! It also said something about its five hundred million brothers and sisters exacting revenge on the human race, but whatever. I won!

Today the super sprays the basement. I can only assume that'll mean when I come home from KGB tonight, I'll find that every single living creature in the basement will have crawled up into my apartment to die from bug spray poisoning. It's going to be a long, long day....

Marine Autumn

I owe you marine autumn
With dankness at its roots
and fog like a grape
and the graceful sun of the country;
and the silent space
in which sorrows lose themselves
and only the bright crown
of joy comes to the surface.

--Pablo Neruda.

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