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[froodle]

There has been a Daddy Long Legs in my room for the past three days. It's staying right up near the ceiling where I can't get at it with my bug-squashing book of DOOM. I think it figures that if it stays there long enough, eventually I'll get bored and stop trying to kill it. Well guess again, asshole! My urge for buggy genocide is without limit!

Also, I cannot find my essential oils, so now when I wash the floor it will just smell of soap, not citronella and lavender. I cannot help thinking the Daddy Long Legs is behind this somehow.

Bugs are jerks.