CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP FUUUUUU—
Dec. 24th, 2010 07:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
railenthe I tried to clean my apartment today. They skipped the monthly building extermination, and so the bugs had a chance to rebound. Which means that even in my usually spotless apartment, I have had to deal with a few six-legged invaders. There is no reason for them to be in my apartment: I am good at making sure that there are no food sources for the bastards to nom on. But I saw several of them…or the same one several times; there are a few instances where I wasn't sure whether or not I actually connected with that shoe.
So I decided, "Fuck it, I'm gonna pull the bed out, search for what attracted them, and plug the holes with borax—kill the suckers where they stand."
As I moved to move my bed away from the wall, my knee stabbed at me. Then there was a crunch, a sensation that felt like what you hear when you tear a cardboard box apart, then burning. Then stabbing.
It's happened. I'm unable to do a total of fifty-percent of my apartment maintenance now.
THIS BED IS ON WHEELS. Well-oiled wheels. And yet…here I am, lying on my bed using my computer as a warm pack, waiting for the stabbing to wear off so I can do the cooking that's expected of me in time.
Add all this to the fact that my painkillers seem to have stopped working…
…I think I might be in trouble.
So I decided, "Fuck it, I'm gonna pull the bed out, search for what attracted them, and plug the holes with borax—kill the suckers where they stand."
As I moved to move my bed away from the wall, my knee stabbed at me. Then there was a crunch, a sensation that felt like what you hear when you tear a cardboard box apart, then burning. Then stabbing.
It's happened. I'm unable to do a total of fifty-percent of my apartment maintenance now.
THIS BED IS ON WHEELS. Well-oiled wheels. And yet…here I am, lying on my bed using my computer as a warm pack, waiting for the stabbing to wear off so I can do the cooking that's expected of me in time.
Add all this to the fact that my painkillers seem to have stopped working…
…I think I might be in trouble.
