So... I just went to go blow dry my hair....casually walk to the mirror and go to plug in my dryer when BAM! - this little BIG creepshow is like less than a foot from my hand. I almost died right there. I panicked. He panicked. I backed out the bathroom....there is no way I could put my back to that thing. When I got out of his view I ran to my kitchen sink to get the Raid that Lindsey placed there for safe keeping. When I get back to the bathroom, the bastard is all lively. Creeping up the wall and such. I get a safe distance away because this one is definitely a flyer. I think I leaned in to far because he got nervous and started crawling on to the ceiling. And that is when it happened. He dangled by one leg for like a millisecond. He then FELL into my TOOTHBRUSH CUP. I could see that he fell into the bottom of it because he climbed out and then around and around the rim of the cup. REALLY!?!?!?!? He was moving real fast at this point. Great...I've got a crazy roach on my hands. I don't know what I'm doing and he doesn't know what he's doing. So we both just scatter. He scurries off into my pile of makeup and hair products....and I scurry off int0 the living room with my head under my blanket to help mask the idea of him flying onto my face...which would be the worst thing that could happen.
Not really sure what to do at this point. The only thing I know for sure is that I will not go back in there until I see a dead body with my own two eyes. Oh, and my hair is now dry and frizzy.
Not really sure what to do at this point. The only thing I know for sure is that I will not go back in there until I see a dead body with my own two eyes. Oh, and my hair is now dry and frizzy.