I walked into my kitchen and when I turned on the lights, like half a dozen roaches scurried into the base boards. I’ve killed at least 10 of them now. Most of them are tiny, but a few are getting uncomfortably large. When I shined my phone’s flashlight beside the stove several scattered under it. I hate this so much.
I hate roaches. I’m physically disgusted to know that there are that many roaches in my apartment. Tomorrow it’s time to wage full biological warfare on roach kind. Also gonna have to whip my roommate into form. He’s a bit of a slob about cleaning up. I should also probably get drain stoppers for the few that don’t have them as well as some caulking for the base boards.
I don’t even want to sleep here tonight. I’ve never seen any in my room thankfully, but I know they’ve surely been in there. Ugh fuck roaches, fuck having roommates, fuck everything.