Bed bugs
Some of you living outside New York might not have even realized these guys are still on the loose, or even real. They are. I actually have a tag for them because years ago, living in a shithole in Brooklyn, my roommate and I got them from our downstairs neighbors. You actually don't have to be living in a shithole to have them, though. Celebrities, news outlets, ritzy hotels have all had them. They are, if I may distance myself for a moment, a marvel of evolution and survival. That said,
FUCK FUCK FUCK. EW EW EW. COME ON!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpkTC3bs4Cg
It all started about 3 weeks back, when I stayed over Carey's and awoke with a nasty bite on my leg. It was itchy and swollen, but it was all by itself. I figured it for a spider bite. Then the night we got home from Bonnaroo, I got another. I was a bit worried, but I'd never known bedbugs not to bite multiple times. Then, Saturday night, I crashed at Carey's after the bachelorette party. I woke up with a huge itchy welt, and told Carey my suspicions. By the time I got home, 6 more welts had risen and begun to itch. I called Carey back and told him he'd better start tearing apart his bedroom.
The next day he bought some spray that works on beg bugs and started hosing down his futon frame. A little bedbug sprang from the frame and tried to escape the spray. Carey killed him in a puddle of poison and called me:
"You were right."
Man. I usually LIKE being right.
He spent the whole day tearing things apart, spraying, cleaning, and bringing things to the cleaners. Then he took an outfit and a backpack, nuked them both in the dryer, and came over to my place to sleep in a poison, bug-free environment. I think he's going to have to call an exterminator, though. I've never heard of anyone being able to handle this problem on their own. Soooooooo sucky.
FUCK FUCK FUCK. EW EW EW. COME ON!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpkTC3bs4Cg
It all started about 3 weeks back, when I stayed over Carey's and awoke with a nasty bite on my leg. It was itchy and swollen, but it was all by itself. I figured it for a spider bite. Then the night we got home from Bonnaroo, I got another. I was a bit worried, but I'd never known bedbugs not to bite multiple times. Then, Saturday night, I crashed at Carey's after the bachelorette party. I woke up with a huge itchy welt, and told Carey my suspicions. By the time I got home, 6 more welts had risen and begun to itch. I called Carey back and told him he'd better start tearing apart his bedroom.
The next day he bought some spray that works on beg bugs and started hosing down his futon frame. A little bedbug sprang from the frame and tried to escape the spray. Carey killed him in a puddle of poison and called me:
"You were right."
Man. I usually LIKE being right.
He spent the whole day tearing things apart, spraying, cleaning, and bringing things to the cleaners. Then he took an outfit and a backpack, nuked them both in the dryer, and came over to my place to sleep in a poison, bug-free environment. I think he's going to have to call an exterminator, though. I've never heard of anyone being able to handle this problem on their own. Soooooooo sucky.