My epic battle
From my old blog at http://keefie.tumblr.com/ before I deleted the account (19/1/2010)
Last night I was merrily chatting away with my laptop on my bed and out of the corner of my eye I see this cockroach on my shoulder! Now I don’t know where my fear of cockroaches came from but I completely and utterly hate the creatures, worse thing is I don’t like to squish them either and I have like a fear of them flying on me. Yes I used to eat them Hollee, but I used to eat everything! So I quickly flicked it off me, and went to run downstairs for fly spray.
Much to my dismay there were two more on the stair wall, so I scaled the railing of the stairs to get past them (and almost fell down the stairs in the process). Oh and all this was at like 1am in the morning. So I got the fly spray, killed one (I used so much fly spray he was white) on the stairs, but couldn’t see where the second one went, then I turned around, it was at head height and scared the living crap out of me, but I still managed to swiftly kill it.
By this stage half the house smelt like fly spray and I’m not sure how my mum didn’t wake up, but there was still one left! So I crept into my room and after a little looking I see the little bugger under my bed. So I start spraying wildly and but I get some on my hand (Yes I’m unco), so without thinking I put the can down and head for the bathroom to wash it off (I don’t want to put fly spray on everything I touch).
So I come back from the bathroom and where is the last cockroach? Between me and the fly spray of course. So the epic battle raged on! Okay it wasn’t epic, it was me throwing shit at the cockroach till it moved which thanks to my wonderful aim took like 5 minutes. Eventually I got to the fly spray and killed my retreating enemy, it was a glorious victory!