a bug story
While I live only 4 miles from downtown Columbus, I have this little park-like-area behind my place. There are trees and nature-stuff, which also means animals and bugs.
I have this weird relationship with living creatures. I think they are mostly gross, dirty, and smelly and I don't want to be anywhere near them. I also respect the lives of animals (even though I eat some of them) and cannot bring myself to physically harm them - I won't even step on a spider - I'll usher it back outside to gross-nature-land where it belongs.
Tonight when I returned from a grocery run (which oddly consisted of water, ice cream, light yogurt, healthy cereal, and pudding) there was a giant bug-thing on my door. I tried to distract it, and it buzzed around for a second, but as soon as I tried to open the door the stupid thing tried to fly under the door and subsequently got a little smushed.
So the creature was lying belly-up in the doorway. I wasn't about to touch it because it's gross and dirty and probably has a disease... I was thinking I'd just leave it for Silver Turtle Boyfriend to dispose of, because that's why God gave us boyfriends.
Except, the thing wasn't actually dead. It was just faking. Now it is stuck in the ceiling light in my kitchen. I know this because every 10-15 seconds I hear the zapping sounds of bug-skin being fried against a 60watt lightbulb. This has been going on for almost an hour. The stupid thing is still alive, and it still keeps flying into the light. It would have been less cruel to just step on it.
I have this weird relationship with living creatures. I think they are mostly gross, dirty, and smelly and I don't want to be anywhere near them. I also respect the lives of animals (even though I eat some of them) and cannot bring myself to physically harm them - I won't even step on a spider - I'll usher it back outside to gross-nature-land where it belongs.
Tonight when I returned from a grocery run (which oddly consisted of water, ice cream, light yogurt, healthy cereal, and pudding) there was a giant bug-thing on my door. I tried to distract it, and it buzzed around for a second, but as soon as I tried to open the door the stupid thing tried to fly under the door and subsequently got a little smushed.
So the creature was lying belly-up in the doorway. I wasn't about to touch it because it's gross and dirty and probably has a disease... I was thinking I'd just leave it for Silver Turtle Boyfriend to dispose of, because that's why God gave us boyfriends.
Except, the thing wasn't actually dead. It was just faking. Now it is stuck in the ceiling light in my kitchen. I know this because every 10-15 seconds I hear the zapping sounds of bug-skin being fried against a 60watt lightbulb. This has been going on for almost an hour. The stupid thing is still alive, and it still keeps flying into the light. It would have been less cruel to just step on it.
posted by Silver Turtle at
9:50 PM
1 Comments:
Looks like a cicada. We used to catch them and tie fishing line or dental floss around their bodies and then fly them around like tethered toy airplanes.
That sounds really bad doesn't it?
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FreedomGirl, at 12:49 AM
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