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Rachel vs the Ants - Round nth
So.
After a fast, hard day at work, I slumped onto my couch and grabbed my laptop to check LJ and DW. Imagine my surprise when I immediately start getting bitten by something.
Turns out, there had been a freaking swarm of ants all over the couch.
Reason?
For those of you that have been to my place, you know about the Hole in the couch. For those of you that don't, well, suffice to say that my dad has a big ass, and he broke the couch in the spot where he sits, so it's a huge hole that he has to stuff with three blankets to fill.
Apparently, my dad is also a sloppy eater when he sits on the couch, because when I watched the ants scurry to their destination and took the blankets out of the Hole, there was a frigging ant buffet. Shards of potato chips, cookie crumbs, they were all there.
Yuck.
Suffice to say, I immediately grabbed the vacuum and killed them all.
So the couch is clear, but for some reason they keep trying to mount an offensive on my side table.
I wish I could find the damn nest. Killing them all at the same time would be so much more convenient.
Second, I want to see Inception bad.
Third, I want Carolyn Parkhurst's new novel. I can't wait. *___*
After a fast, hard day at work, I slumped onto my couch and grabbed my laptop to check LJ and DW. Imagine my surprise when I immediately start getting bitten by something.
Turns out, there had been a freaking swarm of ants all over the couch.
Reason?
For those of you that have been to my place, you know about the Hole in the couch. For those of you that don't, well, suffice to say that my dad has a big ass, and he broke the couch in the spot where he sits, so it's a huge hole that he has to stuff with three blankets to fill.
Apparently, my dad is also a sloppy eater when he sits on the couch, because when I watched the ants scurry to their destination and took the blankets out of the Hole, there was a frigging ant buffet. Shards of potato chips, cookie crumbs, they were all there.
Yuck.
Suffice to say, I immediately grabbed the vacuum and killed them all.
So the couch is clear, but for some reason they keep trying to mount an offensive on my side table.
I wish I could find the damn nest. Killing them all at the same time would be so much more convenient.
Second, I want to see Inception bad.
Third, I want Carolyn Parkhurst's new novel. I can't wait. *___*
