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potato_head) wrote2011-03-18 02:48 pm
potato_head) wrote2011-03-18 02:48 pm
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BUGS EVERYWHERE
Oh my god you guys the bugs in this house.
Okay I don't mind most bugs. Like, if they don't bite or sting or whatever I am fine with them, for real. But for some reason this house is full of BITING AND STINGING AND OTHERWISE FUCKING WEIRD BUGS.
I keep doing stupid things like sitting in the other living room. And if I sit in that room I somehow ALWAYS FIND A BUG ON ME AT SOME POINT. Last night it was a fucking spider. That crawled over my shoulder and down my shirt and down my pants and then UP INTO MY PANT LEG and I had to strip my pants off and STEP ON THEM.
It also motivated me to look up what sort of spiders they are, because I have tried before and been unsuccessful, because they are these weird yellow spiders with these huge-looking mouth parts and they are apparently not house spiders even though they are inside our house all the time. Turns out they're called 'yellow sac spiders', and the things we get at the corners of the ceiling that look like egg sacs are actually their like...sleeping bags. And they are responsible for most of the spider bites in the US despite being mostly native to New England, because they don't hunt using a web, they walk around and hunt, and they end up like, on people, and can't control their bite reflexes and just bite you when they realize you're alive. Luckily their bites are not dangerous, just mildly uncomfortable. But OMFG they are gross-looking.
Other weird bugs in the house: There are these like, beetles in the basement...that snap. Like if you scare them, they make this weird, pretty loud snapping sound. It's startling. I assume it's a defense mechanism. I have no idea what kind of beetle they are, though, and I've never seen them anywhere else. They're pretty small, black-colored.
We are now earwig-free, at least. Did I ever report on the results of that? We think they were so fucking weird and irritable (one FLEW AT MY FACE oh my god, and another one pinched mom despite her not threatening it, it just walked up onto her foot and pinched her, they're not SUPPOSED TO DO THAT...although I agree with the sentiment and would also love to be able to pinch her with my butt-pinchers) because they were living in chemicals spilled under the sink. Like, their brains were probably chemically damaged. We've taken care of that now though so. All good.
Also, in other bug-related news, the cat deposited a tick on me earlier. Like I was holding her and then after I put her down a tick walked across the screen of my computer and it only could have come from her and now I want to strip down and check for ticks. Ughhh I hate ticks.
Okay Tripper heard Paige ask the cat to go for a walk in the woods with her, and he knows 'walk' and just about any way you can refer to a walk so now he's begging me to take HIM for a walk, so we're gonna go do that.
He's pretty smart btw. For a dog. He knows all our names, like if he wants to be fed he'll come up and put his head in your lap, and if you say like, 'go ask Paige' he'll go to her instead, or if you tell Paige to feed him he'll run over to her and wait for her to do it.
Okay I don't mind most bugs. Like, if they don't bite or sting or whatever I am fine with them, for real. But for some reason this house is full of BITING AND STINGING AND OTHERWISE FUCKING WEIRD BUGS.
I keep doing stupid things like sitting in the other living room. And if I sit in that room I somehow ALWAYS FIND A BUG ON ME AT SOME POINT. Last night it was a fucking spider. That crawled over my shoulder and down my shirt and down my pants and then UP INTO MY PANT LEG and I had to strip my pants off and STEP ON THEM.
It also motivated me to look up what sort of spiders they are, because I have tried before and been unsuccessful, because they are these weird yellow spiders with these huge-looking mouth parts and they are apparently not house spiders even though they are inside our house all the time. Turns out they're called 'yellow sac spiders', and the things we get at the corners of the ceiling that look like egg sacs are actually their like...sleeping bags. And they are responsible for most of the spider bites in the US despite being mostly native to New England, because they don't hunt using a web, they walk around and hunt, and they end up like, on people, and can't control their bite reflexes and just bite you when they realize you're alive. Luckily their bites are not dangerous, just mildly uncomfortable. But OMFG they are gross-looking.
Other weird bugs in the house: There are these like, beetles in the basement...that snap. Like if you scare them, they make this weird, pretty loud snapping sound. It's startling. I assume it's a defense mechanism. I have no idea what kind of beetle they are, though, and I've never seen them anywhere else. They're pretty small, black-colored.
We are now earwig-free, at least. Did I ever report on the results of that? We think they were so fucking weird and irritable (one FLEW AT MY FACE oh my god, and another one pinched mom despite her not threatening it, it just walked up onto her foot and pinched her, they're not SUPPOSED TO DO THAT...although I agree with the sentiment and would also love to be able to pinch her with my butt-pinchers) because they were living in chemicals spilled under the sink. Like, their brains were probably chemically damaged. We've taken care of that now though so. All good.
Also, in other bug-related news, the cat deposited a tick on me earlier. Like I was holding her and then after I put her down a tick walked across the screen of my computer and it only could have come from her and now I want to strip down and check for ticks. Ughhh I hate ticks.
Okay Tripper heard Paige ask the cat to go for a walk in the woods with her, and he knows 'walk' and just about any way you can refer to a walk so now he's begging me to take HIM for a walk, so we're gonna go do that.
He's pretty smart btw. For a dog. He knows all our names, like if he wants to be fed he'll come up and put his head in your lap, and if you say like, 'go ask Paige' he'll go to her instead, or if you tell Paige to feed him he'll run over to her and wait for her to do it.
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At my old house we had looooads of spiders and depending on their sizes they were always: Spider Jon, Spider Jack, Spider Anthony or OMG FUCKING BIONIC AND WAITING FOR US ABOVE THE TOILET!! Hahah.
I can't believe you chemically altered the earwigs. That's really, really interesting if that is the reason they got like that. Maybe you should try it on your mom :-P
I just realised I know next to nothing about your pets. Please inform me of pets, breeds, genders and names. *srsnod*
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And yeah, I think the chemicals did something to them. Although also it might just have...weakened their carapace or something? Made them sick to make them more irritable? But earwigs are supposed to very rarely pinch or really react to people at all, and one pinched my mom, and another one ran back and forth across the bathroom mirror and was like, obviously trying to threaten me, displaying its pincher and such. When I was ACROSS THE BATHROOM NOWHERE NEAR IT. And then it flew at my face. asdfdksafdsaf
As for pets...right now we just have Tripper (chocolate lab, male) and Nikka (american short-hair cat, female). We've had a parade of cats though. Coach (ragamuffin, male) died only about a year ago, which still feels pretty recent because he was like, the most awesome cat ever. He had the same kind of asthma as me, lmfao. Oh, and there's also daddy long-leg type spiders (aka cellar spiders; not to be confused with harvestmen, another kind of arachnid that is not a spider that is also called daddy-long-legs) in the bathroom that I've declared my friends/pets. The latest one is named Pete but I haven't seen him for awhile, he's probably dead :C
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Mom insisted we get Tripper from a breeder, she thinks all shelter dogs have 'something wrong with them'...she was even suspicious of Tripper because he was the last left of his litter by about two weeks, even though we knew why (the family lined up for him backed out because they were going through a divorce).
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In other news, I also hate tics. I had one under my arm when I was a kid and it was MISERABLE getting it out. UGH.
Oh, and all earwigs EVER can just die. Seriously.
Those beetles sound interesting. I'd like to see a picture, maybe I can help look it up!