You win this time, Mr. Cockroach.

[logansrogue]

Cockroach. 2 inches long. One of the red, flying American ones. It's decided that it LOVES my lamp and keeps careening into me when I'm sitting in my bed using my laptop. I can't sleep in there cause it will NOT leave me the fuck alone.

I am now hiding in the lounge, swearing at Rogue for not performing her feline duty of pest destruction.

Tomorrow I shall spray the SHIT out of the place. I will probably end up poisoning myself. :( Fucking insect.

Comments

[asweetdownfall.livejournal.com]

Ohh eeee I'm sorry. D:

I hope the spray helps!

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

It's gone now. Thank God!

[gemfyre.livejournal.com]

You need to chase it onto a wall then slap it with a thong. That way you KNOW you've got it and you don't have to spray.

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Yeah but I hate scraping guts off the wall. :(

[annearchy.livejournal.com]

Flying cockroach = Palmetto bug. Usually. Ugh.

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's the one. Yucky!

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Right-o, will add!

[http://users.livejournal.com/lothar_/]

Cathy screams at the sight of roaches, and I have to do my Manly Man duties of getting a paper towel and squishing the buggers.

[logansrogue.livejournal.com]

Heh. I'm so glad I'm not a bloke and people just assume that I won't want to deal with them. It means when I DO deal with insects, they think I'm hard core tough. LOL! (And I deal with them quite frequently, it's just hard to catch them when they're FLYING AT YOUR HEAD).

[sir-devans.livejournal.com]

Chemical warfare. I like it.