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Oh gross

Invincible bug attack!

So what is it with me and random insect infestations? I try to be super careful about leaving nasty-smelling stuff around with my anosmia and all. And half the time it hasn’t even been my fault (the flies in the house, the fruit flies in Van, the mice (even though those aren’t insects, shut up, they were crawling up out of the floor)).

So now I’ve had these itty bitty moth-like creatures living in my sink drain for about half a week. Their population had grown to the point where about 20 or so would fly up out of the drain whenever I turned the water on, so something had to be done.

Using an old mascara wand and fighting off the warrior bugs sent out to deter me from destroying their little nest, I successfully remove a freakishly large wad of hair (not mine—it was blonde) from the sink. This causes like 100 more bugs to flip out and start flying around my bathroom like little fighter jets, so I re-plug the sink with a paper towel while I go downstairs in search of bleach. I couldn’t find any, so I used the next best thing: Windex. Which apparently gives this particular species of bug super powers. I poured a cup or so down the drain and the mightiest of the winged things (like 100 more of them) rose up in a frenzied death-driven kamikaze mission to take me out. Which was fun, especially considering I had nothing to swat them with but the bottle of Windex and a roll of paper towels.

So I also dumped a bunch of nail polish remover down there and then plugged the drain back up with a paper towel. Then I killed as many of the ones still flying around as I could, shut my bathroom door, plugged the bottom draft thingy with a towel, and haven’t been back in there since.

Fun and exciting times.

Caterpillars? In MY broccoli? It’s more likely than you think…

Yeah. Finding a decapitated caterpillar in a frozen bag of broccoli = fun times. I’m actually surprised it took me so long to find something…for some reason it seems like poor little dudes getting accidentally chopped up thrown into broccoli bags just because they wanted some broccoli would be a more common occurrence. I wonder how chopped up broccoli is inspected and/or classified, anyway? (Edit: dude…)

Anyway. Just thought it was interesting.

SPEAKING OF INSPECTIONS…

Ever read Upton Sinclair’s The Jungle? Good lord, that is the most depressing book ever. I’m only about 2/3 of the way through it and after every chapter so far I’ve felt like I needed Prozac. Sinclair does a beautiful job of depicting utter despair (and deplorable working conditions). This poor Lithuanian family who went to the US to find work/fortune just keeps getting screwed over at every turn. The last chapter I read ended with the main character’s son dying and I pretty much had to stop reading for the night. Maybe it’s just me, but holy crap.

 

Today’s song: Bruises by Chairlift