Writer's Block: Makeover! Or: Creepy Crawlies
Back up north, we lived in this nice house, split level, about 3-4 bedrooms, depending on what you did with them. And I spent most of my time there, in the basement in my super big room there, BUT that was after my sister moved out, around that time, I found myself in a decent room upstairs, where I spent most of my time, and one night, I was aimlessly wandering the space of my room, and I felt a tickle on my chest, but I ignored it and kept doing what I was doing, until I felt it again, now, I'm also wearing a shirt mind you, so I flicked my shirt to get whatever it was out, only to cause my shirt to start bursting out, fluttering about wildly, I had thought I had a fucking chest burster, until a wee moth flew out and I was flabbergasted, mainly as to a fucking moth got up in my shirt, how fucking often does that happen??