There is a giant freaking grasshopper on the roof of my bedroom. Right inside the door. It’s giant and browny-weird coloured, and I JUST walked under it going out of my room AND NOW FUCK HOW DO I GO TO BED THIS SO MUCH WORSE THAN A SPIDER.
Like I feel sick just thinking about it being in there.
But I need to go to bed after this episode of Psych because I’m working at 6am.
And samwise won’t get home until much later!! :(
SOMEONE COME GET RID OF IT FOR ME.
GUYS I CAN’T EVEN RIGHT NOW. Like, I can’t even bring myself to take a photo of it because that would mean going near it and LOOKING AT IT.
HOW DID IT EVEN GET IN HERE. HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN HERE.
You all think I’m over-reacting. A grasshopper?
I DON’T FUCKING DO GRASSHOPPERS OK.