La Cucaracha

The Management is spraying my apartment building for roaches. Again. Which means that I have to take everything out of my cabinets and put it on my couch and kitchen table where presumably it will not prevent the roaches from getting properly sprayed.

For a while there, the roaches were in abeyance, and I had spiders. Now apparently they've eaten the spiders and are back in force. I know my attempts to squish them into submission have been largely in vain.

My immediate personal goal is to get a better job so I can move into a single-occupancy apartment, i.e. one without numerous horrible tiny brown housemates. Ick. Until then I get to enjoy breathing what I suspect are poisonous fumes.

Well, you can't have everything.