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Oh the trials and tribulations of living in the city... last night around 11 (it was after Weeds--which a girl I knew in high school made an appearance!) I was getting a fork from the flat wear drawer and a medium sized roach crawled out at me. Now I'm fighting an uphill cleaning battle, this I know, but I thought I finally had an ok handle on the kitchen. I'm claiming it's the heat that's bringing these buggies out, but it made me pull everything out of the drawer--including the drawer itself--and clean and poison and clean some more till it was done. I mean I rewashed all the flat wear since there was no telling what he'd crawled on, discovered we have 3 veggie peelers, more wine keys than is healthy, and lobster forks... I've no idea why. It took me till about 1:30. And when I went to get water at maybe 3 I killed about a half dozen of the micro roaches.
I'M NOT A GROSS PERSON! WHY CAN'T MY KITCHEN REFLECT THAT!?
I'M NOT A GROSS PERSON! WHY CAN'T MY KITCHEN REFLECT THAT!?