~ma to TCG's step-grandmother (and the rest of the TCG family, too).
Spike's Bitches 41: Thrown together to stand against the forces of darkness
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
On my first trip to San Diego I was chased through an open-air shopping mall by a very large flying insect which I later discovered was a dune bug. They are apparently harmless but I think that's just a good cover story for a really frikkin' big insect.
~Ma to TCG's family.
Giant flying roaches on the other hand can fuck right the hell off.
Oh, hell the fuck yes. Spiders, I'm generally cool with (except the one that bit the fuck out of me in June - Ima kill that bastard), but roaches? AUGH.
Happy Birthday, Scrappy!
Bitches 42: Which question do you want me to answer first?
I like this one.
Happy Birthday, Scrappy!
And much ~ma to TCG's step-grandmother.
I'm not terribly bothered by spiders unless they're touching me. Bees, wasps, and hornets, on the other hand, engender a fear/hate response way out of proportion to their ability to hurt me. Haaaaate!
I can't even rid myself of the dead ones because I'm afraid the second I try to pick it up (with a whole roll of paper towels/toilet paper wrapped around my hand) the fucker is going to come back to life and come after me.
~ma to TCG and family. I skipped too much earlier and missed this.
I have nothing to do at work. Seriously, all caught up. I've been playing around on the internet all day, checking out the unemployment website and the variouis jobs websites. It's depressing to know I'll be out of work in only 16 days.
I escaped Houston without any further roach incidents. I was convinced the fuckers were going to launch one final strike.
How do you feel about giant flying roaches, Pete?
AKA, Palmetto bugs, in Florida and guess who gets to deal with them in our house? I mean, I don't like them, but they don't freak me out anywhere near as much as they do Lewis, because his older siblings used to think it HI-larious to give him dead roaches in boxes as birthday gifts when he was a wee one.
So I deal with their disposal. Luckily, we only get them on the rare occasion.
Now ants, on the other hand? I am TERRIFIED by.
Oh, doG, palmetto bugs. The first time I met one of those was in the close confines of the hallway in my grandparent's doublewide. I got to know the shag carpet quite well, I ducked so hard. I don't think I've ever been so freaked by a bug. Probably because I hate beetles of any kind. Those hard cases over the wings freak me out, I'm always afraid they're going to snap at me with them and cut off a toe or something.