So I got lazy with headers. Whatevs.

Jul 18, 2010 22:38

OH GOD SHE'S ACTUALLY UPDATING HER JOURNAL WHAT IS THIS.  Perhaps 2012 came early.

Okay anyway down to the part where I vomit my life at this thing. Feel free to skip this part, and I will put it under a cut:

I'm seriously having mixed feelings about this weekend. Friday night I freaked out (over nothing, go figure.) We've had a pretty bad ant infestation in my house, and along the way we've just been spraying Raid because we're too poor to call up an exterminator. There could be an anthill under the trailer, or they could be living in the walls. Fun, right? Well my sister was in charge of taking care of the cabinets our cups and mugs reside in. So she removed the cups and sprayed the little motherfuckers. Afterward she wiped up the residue with a sponge and tap water. However there was still, after wiping the cabinet shelves down, residue of the Raid. And my sister, being the genius she is, put the cups back with the rims sitting on the poisoned shelf. I went to take a drink thinking everything was fine and dandy, but as I tilted the cup into my mouth I smelled the Raid that sat on the rim. I flipped the fuck out.
- However it was only trace amounts, and nothing really happened. In fact I was perfectly fine. Perhaps if I wasn't alone in the house (and had the prospect of being alone in the house for five days in my head) I wouldn't have made such a big deal about it. I scare easy.

The next morning I wake up to my mother's alarm. Apparently she had forgotten to turn it off while she went to go have fun down the shore. Although there was something awfully weird. I toss off my comforter and what do I find? I AM COVERED IN ANTS. I have never been so terrified in my life. Quickly I did my best to get them off - showered - and I called my mother crying. She agreed to call an exterminator then, and I got a hold of my Aunt. Now I'm staying in her big, well air-conditioned house. I'll be going back to the trailer tomorrow, however.

The same day something awesome happened. My Grandmother agreed to take me to Staples, and there I got to buy a tablet with the babysitting money I've been saving up! I've also been able to eat some awfully decent meals since staying at my Aunt's house. It's pretty damn awesome here, despite the anklebiters pomeranian and chorkie.

WHEW. NOW THAT I'M DONE COMPLAINING - I'm practicing using this nifty tablet! Anyone want to be a dear and suggest something for me to try my hand at? I'm eager to use this thing until my fingers fall off!
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