Super ... I have ants.Carpenter ants or termites to be exact. Shit.
I have already bombed my apartment once, and have sprayed the hell out of my apartment, yet they still keep coming back.
I swear, I open the door to my place and I get the wonderful aroma of Raid.
I wonder if I am poisoning myself? Great.
Is this a pimple or a third eye? Damn insecticides.
They love to hang out around my computer. My internet porn hobby has been rudely interrupted by flying and crawling things.
I can't go to the grocery store for fear that I have an infestation and they will eat all my food.
When I went to see my parents for a quick visit recently, they brought me a ton of Amish cheese.
All I am eating is cheese.
I can't poop.
Life is grand.
That is all.
2 comments:
Eating nothing but cheese?? Sounds like heaven to me Girly . . . . :o)
I suppose you are right. Thanks for seeing the good side to a blah situation. By the way, baby swiss is my fav!
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