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The bugs just never stop

I'm not sure what it is. Maybe I emit pheromones that attract them for miles. Maybe it's the shampoo I use. My blood type. I have no idea what the deal is, but for some reason, bugs love me. Big time. I've had an infestation here already (dust mites--ダニ), and I've found several other species here since I arrived last year (weird spiders with round, white bodies and translucent yellow/orange legs--I caught them trying to eat my black leather boots--and cockroaches--a 3-inch long one--plus other minor bugs). But nothing seems to beat what I found today.

I called my family like I usually do on Sunday mornings. I was tired, so I lay on my bed while talking. My comforter was bunched up along one side of my bed; I lay with my head and shoulders on it and my legs dangling off the side of the bed. I put an arm under my head (I was face-up), beneath a layer of comforter. My hair was down around my neck and shoulders and under my back. I felt my hair tickling my neck and one shoulder. I figured my hair had made its way under my shirt (that happens from time to time), and so I pulled at my shirt a bit. The tickling stopped, and I figured I had moved my hair so it wouldn't bother me. After a while, the tickling started again, and it was more around my neck, so I swiped lightly at my neck and pulled my hair up and away from my body. I kept talking on the phone and didn't think about it after that.

Just to set the scene, I hadn't put my contacts in, and my glasses were on my desk. So I'm lying there, and suddenly a large dark...thing...a blur crawls out from beneath my head. I saw it out of the corner of my eye. And it freaked the crap out of me 'cuz I couldn't tell what it was without my glasses on. And it was moving wicked-fast. So I hopped out of bed, shook out the shirt I was wearing (that's all I was wearing), patted myself down to make sure there weren't more, and grabbed my glasses. Took a look and informed Mom (I was talking to her on the phone at the time) that I had just found a centipede in my bed. A fricking centipede. So I picked up a house slipper and beat the shit out of it. Several, several times. At one point, it ended up stuck on the end of the slipper, and it was still very active and very pissed, so I hammered the bed with it. Many, many times. Actually, the first time I hit it, the springiness of the comforter catapulted it into the air, and I couldn't find it after it landed on my charcoal gray bedsheets. I found it racing across the bed and gave it a good whack, which sent it into the air again. That's when I started getting medieval on it, as mentioned above.

At this point, it's centered perfectly in the middle of my mattress. It's on its back. One claw is located about an inch away from the rest of the body. It's paralyzed from the 'shoulders' down. Every few minutes, it lifts its head and twirls it around madly, trying to turn itself over, I think. It's wicked-gross.

[an hour passes]

I think it's finally dead. It doesn't move anymore.

Guess I'd better scoop it up and flush it away....


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Sep. 5th, 2004 01:31 am (UTC)

Oh fuck, it's a day later there, isn't it? Fuck me. ::sucks:: lol
Sep. 5th, 2004 02:48 am (UTC)
Hey, according to Japanese time, I was actually born on September 5th, so it's all good. ^_^

Sep. 5th, 2004 03:36 am (UTC)
AHH!!! ::shudders:: I'm not usually that squeamish, but that's creepy as hell!
Sep. 5th, 2004 05:45 am (UTC)
Pretty gross, huh? I'm not usually that upset about bugs, but the thing came out of my freaking head. And not being able to see well added to the creepiness. It was like that movie "The Eye." Not being able to see makes everything that much worse.

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