I am a warrior

Once in a while you have no choice but to do what you must to protect you and your own. Such was the case about a week ago, as it was earlier tonight when another species of evil crept into my humble abode. We'll start with the first incident.

It all started in a Starship Troopers like state. A huge bug, a kind of morphed cricket/african voodoo bug/dung beetle mix of evil. Somehow, somewhere it got into my room and started flying around. This creature crept into my space and it was the last thing it would do. As it flew up into my ceiling light, I flicked the glass to disturb this hell creature and it made its first - and final attack. It flew straight at me, aiming for my eyes, but misjudged my agility as I took cover. Some may say that cover was my duvet cover. The point is that upon returning from my retreat he lived no longer than a few minutes. Guts scraped down a side of a tv (borrowed, oops). So roung one with my war with the unnature hell bugs came to a gut smeared end. He also let out some God-Awful smell too...

Round two was later this evening when a steroid freak wasp came out of nowhere in the living room. Every species has a weakness. The weakness for moron bugs are lights. So I set up the decoy aka light above the table and waited. Reinforced cardboard tube in hand, I waited for him to tire and when he flew a bit too low....BLAM! REINFORCED CARDBOARD TUBE AKA BAT OF DEATH = KILL!

HUMAN 2 - BUGS 0

As a forewarning to bugs everywhere: If you enter my domain, I will crush you.



Other than that not too much going on...

....oh yeah i'm moving in a week and a half....almost forgot about that one. Hmph. I'll be moving three times in just over a year. I might be the only person in the world who is starting to hate the smell of boxes. Other than people who are allergic to boxes, I suppose.