Oh crap, I haven’t written anything on here today, have I? Fuck.

Well, even though I have made no formal declaration of intent like I did with the Million Words, I still feel I should write something every day, so here goes.

I am very sleepy and kind of incoherent and possibly dizzy from insecticide fumes, so tonight’s entry should be extra crispy fried, caliente style. Very rill of mentation. I mean, brook of awareness. I mean…. stream of consciousness. Right? Right.

The voices in my head are trying to form a choir. Fucking Glee.

Anyhow, fumes. The anti bedbug chemical warfare happened today, and so much will be better in here on the whole being blood sucked by disgusting vermin who strike in darkness where we’re most vulnerable kind of thing front.

Insert dreadfully low-hanging “politician” or “lawyer” joke here.

So the dark scourge of bedbuggery is, hopefully, defeated in the kingdom of Nerdvania. We still have lots to do. like laundering everything we can and vacuuming like crazy and so on, but the crucial blow is struck and soon this tiny bit of apartment building domesticity will be infestation free. There will be a return trip by the exterminator in four months, to get any that were dormant that long, but for the most part, the long national nightmare should soon be over.

We had to go to a medical supply store to get the very necessary bug proof mattress cover for my king sized bed. That way, if there are still bugs way down deep, it doesn’t matter, because the little evil fuckers cannot get to their food supply, namely yours truly.

Turns out, they never go more than two feet from their food supply. So if you can nuke the bed with pesticides then ziploc it up, and then keep all bedbug friendly things way from the bed for two weeks, that should shut them down but good.

The first covers we looked at nearly cave me a heart attack, because the king sized one was $230. Mama mia. But turns out, that was an extra fancy padded one designed to block not just bed bugs but dust mites, which are much smaller. Some people have a serious allergy to dust mite droppings and (I hope this is not a shock to folks) but wherever you have people, you have dust mites. They live entirely on our dead skin cells, which we human beings shed constantly, and for the most part, they are completely harmless and actually clean up after us rather nicely.

But some people are allergic to their leavings, and they need these super expensive mattress covers in order to keep the mites at bay.

Luckily, the simpler cover is all I need to fight bedbuggies, and it was only around 70 bucks. Still, with that, plus the covers for the box spring, plus the extermination fee… I owe my roomie Joe a lot of money. I will only be able to pay him back a bit at a time.

I hate owing money, especially to friends. But I don’t have a choice.

I have honestly wanted some sort of slipcover for that mattress for a while, though, so I am glad to finally have one. They keep my lovely sleep apnea sweat from soaking into the mattress, and can be laundered now and then to keep things fresh. I have been without one for WAY too long. So that works out.

And all the cleaning I had to do in order to be ready for the exterminator has really made this room a much cheerier and more pleasant place. The vacuuming especially has made it nicer smelling and easier to breathe and all those good things.

Now I just have to fix it in my mind that this is a very nice state, one well worth the tiny amount of work every day it will take to keep it like this. I have to repeat, over and over to myself, “This is nice. Let’s keep it nice.” If I can do that, I can hopefully slowly deprogram myself from life long laziness and slobness and general total neglect of myself and my environs.

Something obviously went wrong with my early childhood to make me such a slob. I would say it was during the anal phase, but I just don’t wanna go there, for obvious reasons.

Well, I suppose that’s enough of my fjord of cerebration. I am going to throw some more bedding onto the bed, and some sleeping on to the sleep thing, and go to bed.

Seeya later readers!