cockroaches...
I've killed 6 of them already, in about 10 days. According to my mother, this doesn't amount to a "cockroach problem" and i should quit complaining.
But they take forever to die, and the worst part is picking them up and throwing them out. Elizabeth always knows when that's happening because i'm shrieking uncontrollably as they dangle from their antennae.
The giant grasshoppers stopped coming to my room, i miss waking up to them in the morning, now that i've seen their uglier friends.
But they take forever to die, and the worst part is picking them up and throwing them out. Elizabeth always knows when that's happening because i'm shrieking uncontrollably as they dangle from their antennae.
The giant grasshoppers stopped coming to my room, i miss waking up to them in the morning, now that i've seen their uglier friends.
posted by Diala at 2:01 PM
7 Comments:
dead squirrels
Eerie, I was about to post the exact same comment. guess we must have shared some common nightmare, for a while...
Yes, it was the Nightmare on 240 Elm St.!
my biggest fear is probably insect!!! They're our next war!!! courage avec la suite!!
Clarification: actually, I kind of meant Morse Dining Hall. Sorry if you feel rejected from your own blog, D. It's called e-colonization...
Ha, i just saw this.
Marc, you impotent fool. Blogs are the future of the nation-state.
I respect the right to organize and so will allow you two to bond as much as you like about Morse dining hall (despite the fact that you repeatedly sought asylum in Berkeley). But beware, big brother is watching and i can make you go away with the click of a mouse in case of an abuse of these privileges.
wow. when i first read the title of this post i thought you were going to write about something completely different...
how big are the cockroaches and grasshoppers? it's crissaris
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