May 03, 2004 22:19
so this morning there was a cockroach on my fouton, but my daddy couldn't kill it b/c he didn't want to smoosh it into the fouton fabric, so he knocked it onto the floor (with a rolled up new yorker) and that is how the little whore got away.
THEN, oh my goodness then after school i'm sitting on my bed reading world history, minding my own business, when the (presumabely) same cockroach falls on my! and, once again, it got away, running into my covers this time, so let me just tell you i'm sleeping on the couch tonight.
that is all.