Flying Ants (I Have Too Much To Do To Try To Make This A Chassidishe Post)

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I'm sitting on my couch, minding my own business (meaning, finding more websites about shoes to look at with yearning), when this wriggly little black bodied ant-like thing with wings lands on my roommate's laptop. 

DO YOU KNOW HOW GROSS THAT IS??

I mean, this is where I sit and eat, read, sleep, talk in my sleep, talk on the phone, write, do my nails, go on line - essentially, that couch is where I live. And now it is being invaded by this horrific flying ants. 

I eyed that little bugger with disgust and a little fear, watching as it writhed between the keys. I wondered if it would get stuck between G and H forever. Finally, finally, finally, it squirmed its' way past the Return key and I was able to blow it off the laptop and onto the table, where I smashed it with a book of Robert Frost poems. 

About five minutes later, another one landed on the pillow next to me. I noticed yet another little bastard crawling on the floor under the table. Realizing that these weren't just fluke bugs that had flown in through a briefly opened door, I looked around for the source of these monstrous creatures. 

I looked up. 

Little black dots peppered the inside of our living room light fixture. 

Little black dots that moved and fluttered. 

I'm still not sure what to do. I'm thinking of spraying Raid in the light, but I'm afraid of poisoning my roommates and myself. 

In the meantime, I'm keeping that Robert Frost book close at hand.