Ewww, Tep. Nast.

I'm watching my alma mater do their annual get-a-high-seed-then-fail. Sigh.

That, I could actually deal with,Tep. Tells you where I at maybe.

PL just emailed me to promise she's unplugging. Ahaha. I hope.

Strix,may the outcome benefit all in the means which they deserve.

Oh god, you know what you don't want to find in your bedroom? (Well, lots of things, I'm sure.) Moth larvae. I am horrified and want to burn the house down. Tim is vacuuming ALL THE THINGS.

And you know the Mothman is notorious for flouting his child support payments.

And you know the Mothman is notorious for flouting his child support payments.

You mock, but the Mothman is just over the Ohio border into West Virginia (like a 2 1/2 hour drive). He's probably knocked up every lady moth in the tri-state area.

I am itching and squicked out, and yet I know there are WAY worse bugs that one can find in one's bedroom. They haven't been there long (relatively speaking), so the internet tells me that vacuuming like a maniac and washing any suspect clothing on hot and/or throwing it in the dryer will take care of most of the problem, provided we continue to vacuum regularly. Which we do.

All the clothes in the bedroom are mine (tiny house; tiny closets; Tim's clothes are in the office), and I have pretty much all cotton/synthetics, which moths don't really like to eat. So the rational part of my brain isn't too worried that this is the start of a horror movie.

My lizard brain, however is freaking the fuck out, and I'm checking my pharmacy reference site to figure out exactly how much Ativan I can safely take.

My lizard brain, however is freaking the fuck out, and I'm checking my pharmacy reference site to figure out exactly how much Ativan I can safely take.

I found a (Jilli-font) spider egg sac on a pair of jeans in my closet when I was maybe 20 or 21 and I am STILL TRAUMATIZED by that memory. You take that Ativan.

Honestly, a mouse or a chupacabra or a wolverine (or Wolverine) wouldn't freak me out as much as bugs. They're small and sneaky and crawly.

Oooookay, that Ativan really did the trick.

How sad, sarameg.

We are getting a little rain with our eclipse...this'll be interesting.

My thinking is all of the close-in hotels will be booked up too

Zen, is it too late for whoever is doing the emergency hotel booking at your office to look at boutique hotels? I don't know if they're more or less likely to be filled up than the big chain ones, but I'm betting places like the one I stayed for the Washington F2F aren't super obvious for casual visitors.

Steph, it sounds like the snacks ringleader should take the cross of family burdens he's bearing and split it up to sell as cordwood.

I'll drop the suggestion on him, Matt. It's worth a look, certainly.