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I no longer have crawling ants. I have flying ants. Or some kind of little winged bug that looks like an ant with wings. They've gone and mutated on me. And they keep landing on my computer screen and I keep squashing them between my fingers and it's gross.
Season six premiere of CSI tonight! I'm in a fit of anticipation and glee that's thwarted only by the bugs I fear will swarm and swoop and distract me from the wonder that is Gil Grissom.
ETA: Oh, god. Do I have termites? I'm going to cry. And, uh, call an exterminator TODAY.
Season six premiere of CSI tonight! I'm in a fit of anticipation and glee that's thwarted only by the bugs I fear will swarm and swoop and distract me from the wonder that is Gil Grissom.
ETA: Oh, god. Do I have termites? I'm going to cry. And, uh, call an exterminator TODAY.
