Oh, I am SO right there with you. When I lived in the dorms, my roommate (who was a goddess and I still love her and talk to her like everyday, except...) liked to open the windows, and every once in a while (like once a month or so), a wasp would fly into our room. And I would freak out (I'm allergic, and even if I wasn't, those things are freaking terrifying) and make her get the Evil Flying Thing out. And oh wow, the one time she wasn't around to do it, it was like the biggest wasp I'd ever seen, and I had to go retrieve my hallmate to do it. My hallmate, who weighs 98 pounds and can be killed by a piece of bread (he's violently allergic to wheat). I'm SO ridiculous. So don't feel bad.
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Date: 2007-03-28 08:01 am (UTC)/ramble