this was my bus stop freshman year of high school.
nevermind
made a call.
got an answer.
the bugs have been flushed.
boy friends are as good as boyfriends (almost).
times i wish i had a boyfriend (part 1)
my room has been infested by ladybugs. it was really bad a few weeks ago, but since then things have calmed down on the spotted crunchy bug front.
well, today they came back. in full force. and they've teamed up with the stinkbugs. it's disgusting.
what's so bad about ladybugs, you may ask. they're the best of the bugs! the cutest! the most darling! make the best halloween costume! well, that's all well and good when they're out in your garden or made out of felt and put on your 18 month old. but once they come into your bedroom/living room/study it's not. they're huge and yellow, to begin with. they make a flapping noise when they fly, and a crunching noise when you kill them. (it's gotten to the point where i can hear one flying across the room.) they also smell.
they've been congregating around one window, so i decided to do the brave thing today and open it to see if i could figure out where they were coming in. i was greeted by a carpet of ladybugs on my windowsill. gross. needless to say, i promptly shut the window.
it's a few hours later, now dark outside, and i've tracked down a dustbuster. i brave the window once again, and start suckin' up those confounded bugs. this worked pretty well. a few escaped into little crevices, but the majority of them were quickly whisked away into a small plastic chamber, joining dustbunnies and popcorn kernels.
my question is... what now? they're all in there, crawling around. i can see them. do i just dump them outside? because i know they'll be back. and i'll just have to suck 'em up again. the worst part is they're starting to crawl through the labyrinth of the inside of the vacuum and are getting out! i've just been watching the vacuum and suckin' 'em back in when necessary, but this whole situation is so far beyond me...
i should say i don't typically mind bugs. in fact, i often "save" my roommate from spiders. but for some reason my skin's been crawling with imaginary ladies all day.
these are the things that will be someone else's responsibility someday. preferably soon.
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