AGHHHHH!!!! I FUCKING HATE SCORPIONS GAHHH!!! DAMN THEM DROPPING ON MY HEAD AND FREAKING ME OUT!!!
Stupid bugs. Stormy weather always forces them in, something about the barometric pressure I guess.
This one dropped off the ceiling onto my head, fell on my laptop keyboard, ran forward off the lappy onto MY lap, dropped to the floor and skittered off under my bed, nowhere to be found. I hate this house I hate it I hate it I hate it.
My chest hurts, I've raised my blood pressure through the roof, I feel like I'm trying to stroke out. Everything's red. I fucking HATE scorpions. Not only are they creepy looking, but they hurt like hell and have a potential (for me) of causing anaphylaxis and shock. I only have two epi pens. I don't care how small they are, they ALL look like the humongous things on Clash of the Titans when they're around me. I am having a massive anxiety attack. I want to sleep in the truck.
I am fucking NOT going to get to sleep tonight. No fucking way, seriously. Unless I take extreme measures. One way would be to totally clean out this room till I find and dispose of the bastard bug. The other way involves mini-bottles of zinfandel, two different muscle relaxers, and a few vicodin. (I've been going light on the meds since the wreck, but now I think I can justify a drug induced stupor.)
I gotta calm down. Seriously.
Stupid bugs. Stormy weather always forces them in, something about the barometric pressure I guess.
This one dropped off the ceiling onto my head, fell on my laptop keyboard, ran forward off the lappy onto MY lap, dropped to the floor and skittered off under my bed, nowhere to be found. I hate this house I hate it I hate it I hate it.
My chest hurts, I've raised my blood pressure through the roof, I feel like I'm trying to stroke out. Everything's red. I fucking HATE scorpions. Not only are they creepy looking, but they hurt like hell and have a potential (for me) of causing anaphylaxis and shock. I only have two epi pens. I don't care how small they are, they ALL look like the humongous things on Clash of the Titans when they're around me. I am having a massive anxiety attack. I want to sleep in the truck.
I am fucking NOT going to get to sleep tonight. No fucking way, seriously. Unless I take extreme measures. One way would be to totally clean out this room till I find and dispose of the bastard bug. The other way involves mini-bottles of zinfandel, two different muscle relaxers, and a few vicodin. (I've been going light on the meds since the wreck, but now I think I can justify a drug induced stupor.)
I gotta calm down. Seriously.
amelinda:
OMG that does sound exctremely scary! I would be freaking out too. I feel for you. you can come snuggle with me if that helps any