NOT APPROVED.

Okay, anyone who knows me knows that I cannot deal with bugs.  Of any kind.  There is major flailing, screaming, jumping, running, and sometimes crying.  I'm not kidding.  It is going to be a very long summer.

I just dealt with my fist roach of a resonable size and a monster fucking spider.  There are flying things in my room at the moment but they like the light of the screen so I can lure them to certain death.  Akljgal;kjdfads I feel like I have things crawling all over my skin.  I dropped the box I managed to trap the roach in on the way outside because I could feel it freaking out inside.  I flailed it out near the garbage but there was some smearing inside so I abandoned the box.  Alkjgalkfjdsfgadsfjg DDDD:  NOT COOL.  DNW.

And I can't just ignore them and hope they go away cuz I don't want those bastards crawling on me in my sleep.

I need to blog about Tanabata, which was today.  I keep forgetting that daikon recipe too.