Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Cockroaches and Hopscotch

Last night, we played hopscotch. Drew boxes 1 to Sky Blue on the kitchen floor, in blue crayon. Woke up the downstairs neighbors with our hopping. The crayon wiped off, for the most part.

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Tonight, I killed a cockroach in the kitchen, squashed it with a bottle of dish soap and told myself the following lie to keep from feeling bad about it:

A cockroach is the physical manifestation of a ghost.* The ghost is bound to it, like a genie to a bottle. When you kill the cockroach body, the ghost goes free. So, I'm doing them a favor.

Die, you antenna-twitching bastards!


*Our apartment is mildly haunted.
posted at 10:33 PM |