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Aug. 2nd, 2005 12:46 amThere are bugs. In my bed.
I've been gone for five days (back in the city for an extra-long, fun was had), and when I went to crawl into bed tonight, I found assorted bugs.
Whatever. Shook out my sheets and blankets, made sure they were all gone. Went to get a glass of water, came back, and found more.
Repeat. Repeat.
I don't know where they're coming from, or why they're in my bed. I'd sleep on the couch, but we don't have one.
There was a millipede. I. Hate. Millipedes. Other bugs really don't bother me, but I. Hate. Millipedes.
This has been an exceedingly long day topped with a long drive late at night, and I just want to crawl into my bed without other things crawling on me.
I've been gone for five days (back in the city for an extra-long, fun was had), and when I went to crawl into bed tonight, I found assorted bugs.
Whatever. Shook out my sheets and blankets, made sure they were all gone. Went to get a glass of water, came back, and found more.
Repeat. Repeat.
I don't know where they're coming from, or why they're in my bed. I'd sleep on the couch, but we don't have one.
There was a millipede. I. Hate. Millipedes. Other bugs really don't bother me, but I. Hate. Millipedes.
This has been an exceedingly long day topped with a long drive late at night, and I just want to crawl into my bed without other things crawling on me.