While watching an episode of "Dawson's Creek" (fourth season, thankyouverymuch), something scurried out from underneath the chair in which I sat. Pointing, screaming & willing myself not to throw up, I stood by doing very, very little as my friend chased the
A few notes:
- Cockroaches are fast.
- I am scared of cockroaches.
- COCKROACHES ARE FAST.
Today, I woke up with a heightened sense of fear but also with a renewed sense of feistiness. Observe! I bought this just in case of a recurrence:
It'll probably give me some rare cancer, so I'm gonna try not to use it unless I reach some sort of dire situation, though please cross your fingers against that. For day-to-day life, I purchased these instead:
So now these small chemical weapons are scattered throughout my minuscule apartment:
Listen, bugs - I'm fightin' back!