Okay.. July 15 cannot come fast enough for me. I am so ready to move (but not to do the work) out of my current apartment. To make matters worse, the insect/bug situation is escalating rapidly. In the past year I've found 2 slugs, one gigantic and the other about half as small, climbing my living room wall. GROSS. How does a slug even get into my apartment?

Since I've been moving things and cleaning out from under my bed, in my closet, and everywhere else, I've also come across several spiders--one of which was big, gross, and in my bed. I'm hoping it just happened to crawl under my covers after moving a storage box out from under my bed. I HATE SPIDERS! HATE HATE HATE. I FREAK out whenever I see them and am afraid that they will jump on me and bite me.

I'll admit I've totally used a vacuum to suck up the little buggers but I'm to the point now where I just hit them with a shoe as hard as I can and scoop them up with about 10 layers of toilet paper.

Last night after brushing my teeth I happened to look up and see this on my ceiling:

I'm not going to lie, I effing FLIPPED OUT. Wouldn't you?! So I did what any freaked out female would do--I grabbed my hairspray. Unfortunately, I only have non-aerosol at my apt. It didnt even reach the ceiling--the centipede was unscathed. You know what's funny...it actually came out as a spritz of hairspray, but you know that shit comes out in a stream when I want to use it on my hair (I dont use hairspray often).

So I went searching for something else...the first thing I found was some carpet stain remover that had spray settings for "spray" and "stream." I set it to stream and doused the ugly thing with it. Then I moticed it was leaving streaks on my wall and I thought it was taking the paint off. And you know what else? The thing was still clinging to the ceiling--I was pissed.

I didnt want to take the paint off the wall so I went into my room, grabbed a black ballet flat and my water bottle (another streaming spray bottle) and headed back to the bathroom. I relentlessly sprayed it until it fell off onto the sink counter, smashed it with the shoe, and scooped the remains up with some TP and flushed it down the toilet.

I felt all gross and like something was crawling on me for the longest time after that. And you bet your ass I checked my bed for spiders and/or other nasty things before I got into it.

Now that I've relived the story...I kinda feel like I have bugs crawling all over me. I hate that.

My advice? Start with the water bottle...it wont strip paint off your walls :)