Okay...so I haven't slept in my apartment for 9 days and counting...a couple of nights were spent wandering the streets, hanging out in a 24/7 Tim's, and spending 45 minutes asleep on a park bench in the Grange
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roaches man, roaches. YOU try sleeping in a place that has roaches living behind the upper kitchen cabinets. it works not. it's tapped into my apparently latent ocd.
OCD things i have done of late:
-laundered all clothing and vaccume sealed it -ditto for towels/sheets/blankets -jammed a tone of stuff in large plastic bins and duct-tapped said bins closed -gone on day-long cleaning frenzies -have been unable to sleep in the place for a week -periodically throughout the day take of my clothing in public washrooms to check them for roaches -think that every single shadow/dark spot on floor or wall/other bug IS in fact a roach -bought a new backpack, new wallet and spent and hour in the cretin centre going through ALL of my stuff obsessively to make sure it was roach-free before putting it into the clean bag -have left a giant zip-locked bag full of 'clean' clothing IN starbucks, as well as a few needful clean things like books, my therapy crap, and some toiletries -took the back off of my laptop to make sure there were no roaches hiding within, yet still expect to see a dozen jump out whenever i open the cd drive -threw out the coffee pot/toaster/kettle because they might've had roaches in them, and am going to ditch the microwave, too...if i ever get the guts to pick i up -periodically go through all of the stuff i've been carrying around with me with a FLASHLIGHT to make sure it hasn't got bugs, even though nothing has actually been back into the apartment.
...and that's why occasionally i end up wandering the streets, if i haven't got someone else's house to sleep at
OCD things i have done of late:
-laundered all clothing and vaccume sealed it
-ditto for towels/sheets/blankets
-jammed a tone of stuff in large plastic bins and duct-tapped said bins closed
-gone on day-long cleaning frenzies
-have been unable to sleep in the place for a week
-periodically throughout the day take of my clothing in public washrooms to check them for roaches
-think that every single shadow/dark spot on floor or wall/other bug IS in fact a roach
-bought a new backpack, new wallet and spent and hour in the cretin centre going through ALL of my stuff obsessively to make sure it was roach-free before putting it into the clean bag
-have left a giant zip-locked bag full of 'clean' clothing IN starbucks, as well as a few needful clean things like books, my therapy crap, and some toiletries
-took the back off of my laptop to make sure there were no roaches hiding within, yet still expect to see a dozen jump out whenever i open the cd drive
-threw out the coffee pot/toaster/kettle because they might've had roaches in them, and am going to ditch the microwave, too...if i ever get the guts to pick i up
-periodically go through all of the stuff i've been carrying around with me with a FLASHLIGHT to make sure it hasn't got bugs, even though nothing has actually been back into the apartment.
...and that's why occasionally i end up wandering the streets, if i haven't got someone else's house to sleep at
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