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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.