So, can I just say I had a bug I had to kill last night the size of a freakin' mouse! You know those "water bugs" (whatever they're big cock roaches that can fly), well yeah I had one basically run across my foot and just about wet myself. Twenty minutes and a short sob session later I decided that I HAD to kill it, or else it be crawlin' all up on my body in bed, not cool. It now sits under an old issue of Elle, and a box. It will stay there til a boy comes over and throws it away.
