July 17, 2005
Ants in the loo
I blog now after victoriously vanquishing a multitude of chitinous foes donning the darkest of armor. They struggled against my righteous smiting, eventually turning tail simply trying to escape my wrath, but lo!, I prevailed and their corpses now litter the smooth, beige battlefield.
Now see, the thing is, normally I don't actually like killing things in the real world. I think this stems from some memories of me doing some pretty messed up things to some slugs, and so I hesitate to kill even spiders or other kinds of crawly things. HOWEVER, these ants have decided to keep pushing at my limits; at first there was only one or two in the bathroom a few days ago. I ignored them, figuring they would find no food and would therefore go away. As it turns out, they decided they really liked my bathroom countertop, and so invited some more of their friends over.
At this point I decided that I didn't want them getting into my room where there actually was some modicum of food, so I had to resort to killing them and letting them wash down the sink. Not surprisingly, they continued to appear, so I had to resort to more thorough measures; I cleared off the countertop and washed it all off with soap, the idea being that I could wash away the scent trails left by all the ant reconnoitering. This did not stem the steady increase of ants on a daily basis at all.
Now obviously my routine killing of all the ants is doing nothing, and I'm sure 20 more will be in my bathroom tomorrow. I'm a bit wary of spraying raid all over the place where I wash my face and brush my teeth and such, but I'm kinda wondering if I have any other options at this point. Maybe I'll try a wash with bleachier stuff, like tilex or something.
PostScript:
No more than 20 minutes after disposing of that last batch of ants, I went back into my bathroom to find a shit-ton more ants in there. WTF?!?!
