OH THE HUMANITY
You know that thing that happens sometimes when you feel something brush against you and you go OH GOD BUG WHAT and then it turns out it was just your pillow/hair/imagination? That happened to me at about 2am last night... EXCEPT WHEN I BRUSHED SLEEPILY AT MY HAND THERE REALLY WAS SOMETHING CRAWLING ON ME.
Screams. So I flailed around like a mad thing and somehow managed to tug my light pull-switch in the midst of said flail, and there was a little ladybird pottering obliviously along over my sheet, not a care in the world. I chucked it out of my window and proceeded to twitch at every sensation for the rest of the night. HOW DID IT COME TO BE THERE (well, presumably it came in through my open window, but hush) AND WHAT WAS IT DOING FOR THE HOUR I WAS IN BED BEFORE IT DECIDED TO MAKE ITS PRESENCE KNOWN.
It is so hard being the insect queen sometimes :[
Screams. So I flailed around like a mad thing and somehow managed to tug my light pull-switch in the midst of said flail, and there was a little ladybird pottering obliviously along over my sheet, not a care in the world. I chucked it out of my window and proceeded to twitch at every sensation for the rest of the night. HOW DID IT COME TO BE THERE (well, presumably it came in through my open window, but hush) AND WHAT WAS IT DOING FOR THE HOUR I WAS IN BED BEFORE IT DECIDED TO MAKE ITS PRESENCE KNOWN.
It is so hard being the insect queen sometimes :[