But SILVERFISH... o_____o
I'm very appreciative that our apartment hasn't yielded up any spiders, and after the various shoo-fly debacles of last year's window-screen-less dorm room, I suppose I shouldn't begrudge a few silverfish darting across the bathroom floor every now and then.
OR SO I THOUGHT.
I found not one, but two silverfish in the jeans-designated drawer of my bureau today while unpacking. TWO.
That is TWICE THE EEEEEW.
To make a long story short, I scrounged up a "Raspberry Flavored Fizzy Drink Mix" box in the recycling to get some cardboard and used it to arm myself against the twin silvery menaces. Those things are so nasty. After taking many deep breaths and working up a great deal of uncharacteristic guts, I slew them mercilessly. There was much smearing and cringing and general disgust, but I reigned victorious, which is why I am here and they are rotting in the trashcan.
Tierfal + cardboard FTW! \o/
Then I went about researching how to get silverfish to bugger off, and the best consensus that doesn't involve much work seems to be cloves. Potpourri-y cloves. Which I intend to make by the millions over Christmas and distribute throughout this fine establishment. It will be good.
And now I need to go write the introduction to my French essay.
But first, since I mooch-glomped both jenwryn and sabriel75, I am now obligated:
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zomg so positive and uplifting. :O
Much better than hearing about silverfish, at any rate. :P