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Apr. 4th, 2003 08:51 amI really hate spam, and I'm really, really hating the stuff with non-sensical subject lines like the one above. I do, however, like Cloudmark for Outlook which conveniently makes about 90% of the nonsense disappear without the slightest effort on my part. Yay!
So I had two unpleasant insect-related experiences yesterday. First I was finishing packing up a box for my sisters, filled with all the stuff they couldn't fit into their suitcases. I plunk the box on the floor and start taping it up. As I tip it up on its side a large cockroach falls off. I leapt back about 3 feet (mind you I was coming from a complete sitting position) and must've resembled a cartoon cat in a Warner Brother's short, if I possessed fur I can assure you it would've been standing on end. Fortunately the thing was quite dead, but still. I went the long way around it repeating, "Eww, eww, eww." and grabbed the broom and dustpan to do away with it.
Now it's not so much that I'm afraid of the critters. Insects as such don't bother me. Indeed I've handled everything from grasshoppers to tarantulas without any problems. But these things are filthy and disgusting and absolutely fearless. At least other bugs know enough to avoid you. These things'll actually stare you right in the eye and say, "You don't want to fuck with me."
Anyway, finished packing the box and set it aside, then I grabbed a flat one from the garage and as I swung it around a little baby cockroach fell off, also deceased. I did a smaller version of the "Eww!" dance, and still shuddering, opted for another box to put my other stuff for the sisters in.
I think I need more traps and poison for the garage. I also need to seal up under the doors and any other little cracks they might be getting in by. I just can't abide the thought of those things in my home. If I run into one outside, ok, that's their environment. But not in my home. I actually even dreamed about them last night, which may explain why I slept so poorly.
So again I entry into a war on two fronts, snails and cockroaches. May the gods be with me.
On the bright side Kage seems to have forgiven me for my transgressions this week and is sleeping on my bed again. I'm almost ridiculously pleased by this. Yeah, I know, stage one of becoming a "Cat Lady" complete.
( More 'Hrming' ahead... )
So I had two unpleasant insect-related experiences yesterday. First I was finishing packing up a box for my sisters, filled with all the stuff they couldn't fit into their suitcases. I plunk the box on the floor and start taping it up. As I tip it up on its side a large cockroach falls off. I leapt back about 3 feet (mind you I was coming from a complete sitting position) and must've resembled a cartoon cat in a Warner Brother's short, if I possessed fur I can assure you it would've been standing on end. Fortunately the thing was quite dead, but still. I went the long way around it repeating, "Eww, eww, eww." and grabbed the broom and dustpan to do away with it.
Now it's not so much that I'm afraid of the critters. Insects as such don't bother me. Indeed I've handled everything from grasshoppers to tarantulas without any problems. But these things are filthy and disgusting and absolutely fearless. At least other bugs know enough to avoid you. These things'll actually stare you right in the eye and say, "You don't want to fuck with me."
Anyway, finished packing the box and set it aside, then I grabbed a flat one from the garage and as I swung it around a little baby cockroach fell off, also deceased. I did a smaller version of the "Eww!" dance, and still shuddering, opted for another box to put my other stuff for the sisters in.
I think I need more traps and poison for the garage. I also need to seal up under the doors and any other little cracks they might be getting in by. I just can't abide the thought of those things in my home. If I run into one outside, ok, that's their environment. But not in my home. I actually even dreamed about them last night, which may explain why I slept so poorly.
So again I entry into a war on two fronts, snails and cockroaches. May the gods be with me.
On the bright side Kage seems to have forgiven me for my transgressions this week and is sleeping on my bed again. I'm almost ridiculously pleased by this. Yeah, I know, stage one of becoming a "Cat Lady" complete.
( More 'Hrming' ahead... )
