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Sorry about the bugs. We’ve been having ant and water bug issues.
Nice to see you, though!
::huggysnuggle::
Ants and water bugs are… smaller…
Hmm. But possibly more numerous.
I had a similar experience with a house centipede a few weeks back. But I’m not dating my roommate so I invoked the rule of her side of the apartment, her problem.
Waterbugs STRONGLY resemble cockroaches. They freak me out and make me cry.
And ants, while smaller, are persistent little fuckers!
Missy: WOW. I had no idea. We only had ONE roach (and I’m not setting foot in Kinko’s until this cricket thing is over, Marty forgot to mention that there are SOME cockroaches mixed in with the crickets and it’s like they’re the gang leaders… like they are the cockroach generals commanding the cricket army) and management at our complex said that they typically come in this time of year looking for water and they die pretty quickly when they don’t find it. I said, “the one we had was on its back, maybe it fell from somewhere?” And she said, “I don’t want to freak you out or anything, but they can FLY.” And I laughed and laughed and LAUGHED! I had forgotten that they could fly, how fantastic, of course they can FREAKING FLY! Yay flying roach in my kitchen!
Anyway, it’s raining ALL WEEK so supposedly they will stop coming in. They live in trees. They don’t like houses… (I would like to continue to believe that please…)
Maybe rain will solve your problem too? I hope!
Is it wrong that this gives me glee?
Angel: Intensely.
Ha! Yes, every time we move a big box out of its place at work there are usually 20 crickets, and one cockroach.
Isn’t there some superstition about killing crickets bringing you bad luck? Well, by my count I’ve probably stomped my way into the high 50’s or so. So, don’t be surprised when my obituary reads something like, “…was killed in a freak accident when his car exploded, sending him flying into a kennel of rabid dogs, one of which dragged what was left of him screaming down the sidewalk where a piano fell on him. Then the piano burst into flames. …and exploded. He then drowned in fire extinguisher foam used to put out the blaze. Services will be closed-casket.”
Thanks for all the comments, everyone! Hope your bug problems get taken care of Missy. Heh!