those six legged freaks scare the living be-jeebies out of me. granted over the years the fear has sub-dued a little, to where now i don't have to completely run out of the room, but now i just slowly call for the nearest person to kindly kill the bug (because the it is not jus a spider issue but a bug issue all together)and set it on its happy little way down the toilet.
my mom would always try to help me get over my fear by saying, "whats going to happen when you grow up and live alone? are you going to ask your neighbor to come over and kill the bug?"
flash forward to 2010, me a somewhat successful grown-up now living in my own comfy abode, downtown SF...you are probably wondering, what do i do when a bug comes crawling in my place?
besides spraying it to death (see past blog) i grab my trusty vacuum and suck that little mo fo up!
with that said, i had company over and noticed that there was a big huge bug flying around my place! i freaked out and told my guest to kill! he then informed me that it was a lady bug...
a lady bug! memories flashed in my head of me playing with these cute little things when i was growing up, so i then instead change my "can you kill it?" to, "okay don't kill it jus catch it and we can throw it out the window".
he agrees, and then we go back to where ms. lady bug is and she's gone! nooooooooo i start to freak out, because now i have lost track and am now terrified that ms. lady bug is going to end up on my check when i wake up and naw its pretty little polka dots into my face!
urgggh...sadly..the next morning im by myself and cannot find her!
spent the weekend in vallejo, come home last nite and lo and behold i find her chillen on the window sill!
yes! score! i move in closer to try to pick her up and shove her fat ass out the window and to my horror my friend lied to me and this ladybug is actually a phatty ass flying pincher looking bug!
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i scream in horror and run away because my hand came this close to touching that nasty ass bug!
im freakin out...and seriously am contemplating going through another spraying ordeal, but look at my last stain that was caused by my last near death experience and decide to go another route.
grab my trusty vacuum and suck that little mo fo up! wheeewww disaster averted! then i start to think as i am putting my vacuum away..."the whole time i am living here, i have yet to change the bag"
living here for the past two years, that's a whole shiet ton of bugs...
needless to say...im not changing that bag anytime soon. i can only imagine what's living inside there! wheeeewww scary!
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