A perfectly good evening of planned cross stitching was just derailed when a spider landed on the couch and decided to watch Killjoys with me. I was forced to be elsewhere. So, so elsewhere. And it's fairly even odds whether the amount of Raid I just used will kill me or the spider first.

I like the idea of bagless vacuums for how they don't have bags to fill up landfills with, but on the other hand I miss the old days where I could vacuum up a big ugly bug and have it disappear into a bag, never to be seen again.

I have family coming over in 2 hours for an early Christmas celebration and for the first time in the 12 years I've lived here, my living room is being invaded by little brown ants. Ah, the festive smell of pine-scented Raid at holiday time.

One of my house centipedes is making its monthly patrol of my bedroom this week. I've been reading up on these things a bit, and they apparently eat insects and spiders. That would make them predators, yes? Now, maybe I've been watching too much National Geographic or Animal Planet, but I tend to think of predators as sleek and graceful. My house ( Read more... )

Anybody who knows me knows just how very much I hate bugs. For the last year or so, I've had three house centipedes patrolling my apartment. I think they're hideous, but they eat spiders, so I put up with the house centipedes because I hate spiders more. About once a month, I find a house centipede on my bedroom ceiling and feel compelled to sleep ( Read more... )

Not kidding about the wild things. This was on the wall right next to the employee entrance at work this morning:

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I started going through piles of paper again. This time, I kept turning up comic books in the darnedest places: in piles of paper on the kitchen counter, in a bin under my desk, and under a pile of paper on my desk. I don't remember putting them there. I also weeded some computer books for software I no longer have. Although it goes against my ( Read more... )