ARGGGGHHHH ANTS OH GOD OH GOD

WHO LEFT THE MELON OUT OMIGOD OMIGOD THERE ARE SO MANY AND THEY ARE HUGE AND THEY ARE DROWNING IN THE SINK BUT SOME OF THEM ESCAPED

THE FUCK

GET THEM AWAY FROM ME

I've committed genocide. I can't--- I feel a little woozy. And guilty. I won't do it again, I won't. What gives me the right to take so many lives just because they're "only" ants? I feel awful.

..

I finally buckled down and bought Stargate: SG-1 Season 1. I've only watched the first episode so far.

I'm not going to be in town for the next few days, so um, if you need to contact me it'll be difficult.

For some odd reason, ants really like my computer desk. And I don't mind one or two ants, but after five or so, occasionally crawling up my arms and legs, I get really irritated.

The following conversation occured after I investigated:

Me: "Whoa!"
Dad: "What?"
Me: "The ants... they're eating the printer ink!"
Dad: investigating "No, they're smelling it."
Me: "They're sniffing the ink?"
Dad: "Uh..."
Me: "So they're druggy ants?!?"
Dad: "...."
Me: "Druggy ants are sniffing the empty printer inks!"
Dad: "I think they're getting high..."
Me: "I don't want high ants running around my desk!"

Now the stupid high ants are running around looking for the ink. Grah.

I should study.