I'm such a baby.
Here's a big FUCK YOU to all things bug-like that find their way into my house.
And better yet, my bed.
I woke up at 4 a.m. with a scorpion trying to get cozy under my leg.
A GODDAMN SCORPION. The second time I see one in real life it's IN MY FUCKING BED.
"Freak out" does not even cover this.
I went downstairs and got my dad and then almost fainted.
I made my mom brush out my hair to make sure I didn't have one in it.
Then I slept in my parents bed and cried for an hour and a half.
And by sleep I really mean I just layed there till it was time to get up for work.
I would not uncurl my legs.
I'm cleaning out my entire room and calling pest control.
My mom says, "It's that time of year" and that because it's been raining so much, they're trying to stay dry.
(I didn't get stung.)
And better yet, my bed.
I woke up at 4 a.m. with a scorpion trying to get cozy under my leg.
A GODDAMN SCORPION. The second time I see one in real life it's IN MY FUCKING BED.
"Freak out" does not even cover this.
I went downstairs and got my dad and then almost fainted.
I made my mom brush out my hair to make sure I didn't have one in it.
Then I slept in my parents bed and cried for an hour and a half.
And by sleep I really mean I just layed there till it was time to get up for work.
I would not uncurl my legs.
I'm cleaning out my entire room and calling pest control.
My mom says, "It's that time of year" and that because it's been raining so much, they're trying to stay dry.
(I didn't get stung.)