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[numberoneblind]

My arms feel like somebody hit them with a sledgehammer repeatedly. Damn you, yardwork.


In other news, my house has been taken captive by a massive group of half-inch long, somewhat hostile black ants. I killed five just while cooking breakfast, and another one dive-bombed me while I was doing dishes, eliciting a stupidly girlish shriek on my part... yeah, there's something creepy about the feeling of a giant ant suddenly crawling along your forearm. My father went to buy little "ant hotels" but those never work on the ants around here -- they don't fall for it. The only way one of those has ever succeeded in killing an ant in my house was when I picked up said ant hotel and used it directly to squish a nearby ant.


Anyway.

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[a-domestic.livejournal.com]

If you have a toaster oven, I recommend broiling them.. I seriously haven't seen any ants around since the ant holocaust.

[numberoneblind.livejournal.com]

Sadly, we do not. And the conventional tosater is not quite such a good tool for such a thing, because there's really no way post-ant-death to clean it out and not have little toasty ant bits on your bagels.

[a-domestic.livejournal.com]

hehe, you can just tell those that you hate that they're consuming poppyseeds. -snicker-

[numberoneblind.livejournal.com]

"It's gourmet! Really!"