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April 2017

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The war of the bugs against Kat continues. In the past two weeks, I've had a cockroach run out of my sheets, another one land on my head, a cricket (on the bus!) crawl over my shoulder and smack me in the ear, and a bunch of fire ants invade my car (one of which fell off my water jug onto my nose).


Ack! Not Roaches! Reminds me why I moved back north -- we lived in Baton Rouge for a while. Seriously, the South was lovely, but I don't do bugs -- I really, REALLY don't. Give me a blizzard any day, instead.

That's horrific!
Trade you for the stink beetles (or whatever the technical name is). They're friggin' EVERYWHERE!
I'm sorry Kat but I have to say this:
EEEEEEWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Eeewy eewy eeewy!!!!

I HATE BUGS! BLECH! *hands Kat a RAID can*
Eeeek...you must've killed one of their leaders or something and now they're out for revenge. :P
Commerce=Cricket City...I have to sweep out about 50 crickets from my room every other day...it's not fun! I had one fly on my hair when i was sleeping. I screamed...
Ick. I'm really sorry that you're having a war with bugs. Creepy. :(

war with bugs...

The war with the bugs comment reminded me of the leftist, Marxist revolutionary guerrilla cockroaches in the old Bloom County strip -- to rather freely and wildly paraphrase: "Down with the capitalist imperialist pigs -- we shall liberate your sheets and then your horses for the revolution -- your refrigerator is ours!