Sunday, October 7

BOMB THE LITTLE FUCKERS!

No this has nothing to do with the war.

Our apartment has a flea infestation in the carpet. They're hungry as hell and eating me alive. We don't have a vacuum or any way of getting rid of them. I looked at bug bombs today but I just hate the idea of filling my home with chemicals. But I can't think of any other way to get rid of them! Today is worse than any other day. New ones must have hatched out over night. At first Ella noticed one or two on her when she was sleeping on the air mattress...eventually I had a few bites but never saw them on me. Now I can't look down without seeing one on my foot or arm or leg. I've got bites all over me..and you can't kill them because you have to use your nails and before you can really get them positioned they jump out. And worse...whether or not there are tons of them all over me all the time...I'm becoming more and more paranoid about it...so I'm constantly noticing every tiny feeling I have and scratching and bothering, trying to get them off and they just leap right back on again. And it pisses me off more than anything...that I have to deal with someone else's problem. That now I have to invest in some horrible way of killing them that will eventually kill me! I searched desperately online for natural ways of killing them...but have yet to find anything except a natural flea bomb that doesn't include using a vacuum...which again...we don't fucking have. And in my experience...natural things don't work nearly as well...plus...in this tiny town, I doubt we could ever FIND a store that would carry a natural bomb...and on top of that...we'd probably still have to do the same thing we'd have to do with a regular bomb...which is leave the apartment for a while...and we have nowhere to go and no money to get there/stay there. So I don't know what to do. The only thing I can think of is asking our neighbor if he has a vacuum we can borrow...but if he doesn't...we're screwed and we'd have to vacuum so often that I would feel like I'm imposing hugely on him. And even if we can find a solution...it still pisses me the hell off...because it will still take time and diligence trying to get them out of here and going over and over the same places, at different times, getting different eggs and whatnot...and that's energy that I don't want to spend on something that shouldn't be my problem.

Let us know if you have any ideas.

More when I'm less annoyed,

Kate

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

yo,

first idea... make it your landlords problem... you didn't bring the fleas, right? of course, he'll just bomb with chemicals...

second idea... boric acid or ortho-boric acid... more natural,less nasty petro-chemicals... pound and stomp it into your carpet... it interrupts the reproductive cycle, really works well, but requires vacuuming up the adults every day, changing the bag every day, big hassle, etc.... not sure if you can find it locally...

third idea... go ahead and bomb... we've had lots of flease over the years... we did bomb... we're still alive... of course, nasty petrochemicals and we're killing the earth... best to avoid...

fourth idea... talk to the fleas and ask them to leave and stop biting you... things like that have worked in the past...]

fifth idea... move to another city...

sixth idea... wear a wet suit...

seventh idea... realize that, as much of a hassle this is, it's not as bad as starving or dying from cancer or getting killed by corporate thugs or having your livlihood ruined by GMO crops or any of a million other things people are having to deal with as a result of this absurd and insane culture...

anyway you look at it, sweets, it's a pain in the ass... sorry you're having to deal with it...

yer paw

Anonymous said...

I think you should wear a wet suit.