Ever since I moved into this room, there has been this fly that will not leave me alone! It keeps landing on me, and buzzing in my ears, and it pisses me off! I'll be sleeping and it'll land on my face and wake me up. And then I'll try and go back to sleep and it'll fly right by my ear so its buzzing is deafening! So then I can't go back to sleep out of paranoia that the hideous thing will land on me again!
And I've killed it. Oh, how I have killed it. I have smashed that fucker so many times that I thought we were just continually invaded by extremely annoying flies. Hell, whenever I miss the thing, it proceeds to circle my head and then land right next to me again as if daring me to try to kill it again.
But up until today I didn't know just how incredibly demonic this fly was.
I killed it. I smashed that fucker with a book. I watched its smashed body fall to the floor, and I cheered! Oh, how I cheered! And its little dead body just lay there.
5 minutes later, I looked back down. The body was gone. And the fly was once again circling my room! I saw it die! That is not possible! And then, just 5 minutes ago, it was crawling on abook, and I SMASHED that book flat against the ground with another book! There was no possible way it could've escaped! It HAD to be dead!
But ohhhhhhh, no. I lift up the book and there is nothing underneath.
Creepy . . .
I need to get out of here. That fly is creeping me the hell out.
Eric 9/18/2004 06:42:00 PM
