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Originally posted on 10 Oct 2007

As though bolstering were needed, the rain yesterday something with it which does in fact further bolster my desire to move.

It brought ants.

Argh! Why? Why do they want to crawl all the way up to the second floor when I’m sure there’s plenty of perfectly good crap to eat downstairs? And why do they seem fixated on my relatively clean bathroom? Why can’t they just go away? Why do they vex me so? WHY?!?


Hate the ants. All other creatures which find their way into my house get tossed out rather than killed (except spiders, who can stay). Ants? Ants must die. I don’t like it, but it must be done. You can’t reason with ants. Mindless buggie little automatons who crawl all over my stuff.

No more ants. If they don’t go, I go. Thankfully I was already going.