Bugs? Bugs are fine. Outside in the wild, they're cool. Appearing in a photograph? Less than ideal, but I've gotten to a point where it's alright. On my bathroom floor at 1:30 a fucking m when everyone else in this house is sleeping and it's darker than the deepest recesses of my blackened heart? Only to be chased underneath the plunger??? On an evening where I'm pretty sure I've wound up with food poisoning ???? COCKROACH SEASON HAS BEGUN.











