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i just feel utterly beset by bullshit right now. we're switching your electric provider unless you opt out. i opt out, and they switch me anyways. that sort of thing, just wolves at the door eager to rip me off, and struggling to dole out the little capacity i have to stop as much as i can from going out the door. then, now, i am squooshing ants on the kitchen ceiling lite. like, oh, they're getting in here, and there, i let the landlord know. but then i squoosh one on the light a bit too vigorously, and the cover falls off, and it turns out there are like 30 ants in there, and i know this as they rain down on top of me, the kitchen island, the floor. this is not how i wanted to be spending saturday nite at 1am, vanquishing ants with a vacuum in a miasma of twitchy adrenaline they are clearly coming in from above the lite fixture somewhere. or were, they've given up for the moment. but fuckers will try again, i guarantee it then it's the same as the electric provider: when the landlord sends the exterminator, i have to be very careful to ensure he's not just saying "oh it's fine" and letting it go until it's bad enough he has to say "oh i have to fumigate the house for $$" and i have to pay for a hotel or some shit. because that is how shit is now |
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when i was like... still young enough to ask little kid questions, but old enough to start to get a bit deep with them... i asked my dad: what happens to bugs once they go inside the vaccum? can they get out? because, really, i was just nervous they'd come back. "oh, no, they just die essentially" is about what he said. and now, with a vacuum full of ants, i find myself wondering about this. has anyone really, actually studied the problem? at their level of biomechanical scale, ants can withstand quite a bit, in the same way a sci-fi movie ant attacking tokyo would collapse under its own weight. so would the journey down the vacuum really be enough to do them in? but then they're into a pile of minimally hydrated debris and maybe that... but, fuck it, i'm going to go squint at the vacuum. full of ants. |
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lol, that switch scene is comedic gold reminiscent of joes apartment^^ ah, well, sure you need to call the ghostbusters? i had ants in the kitchen too once. they formed a very productive line from the window that was open at all times in summer, from the yard straight to where i left my assorted collection of used knives with remnants of bread spread. i had seen an ant before in the kitchen, but this was getting out of hand. so i cleaned that area and most of the kitchen to wipe their trackmarks, kept an eye on that and checked the food storages. they were gone a couple of days after. never had to squoosh an ant at that time, but when i saw that honey knife coverd in black, i thought about that survival guy who put ants in his water to make bush lemonade. so i just picked up the knife and licked it clean in one go. |
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ant powder, man. sprinkle where they're getting in and wherever you see em congregating. i've had to do something similar with these little carpet beetles that appeared recently. |
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yeah, just cut them off. no way in, and no food to gather, they will get theirs someplace else. |
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probably wont even need poison. honestly i believe that nothing dies at once in a vacuumer, but rather has a very bad and slow way to go at the other end. |
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so they haven't escaped the vacuum, but they're already pooling back up in the ceiling lamp. and i get this about ants. i was actually living at a place i found through a watmm member, actually, who also lived with me in this charmingly dysfunctional household. one day, i am taking a shower, and suddenly, ants are just marching in through a hole. i stop the shower and dress hastily, running out the door: ANTS! ANTS! WE NEED TO PLUG THE HOLE obviously everyone thought i was nuts at first, but by the time i was back up there with some mortite everyone had gone over and seen the ants, shit, that's a lot of ants and this is what is freaking me out, really: they're coming in. through. the. ceiling. lamp. which is like a florescent office lite, except it's an LED strip. and if they're in there, sure, i can plug it up, but... they're already in the fucking ceiling m8? and at that point you need to go spray a perimeter around the house, in addition to finding their point of ingress, and neither of these are things i really have the time/expertise/equipment for landlord has said ok to exterminator. i hope the timeline is short |
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there is no food to gather. i run a relatively clean ship in the kitchen. now it's freaking hermetic. but still, they pool into the lamp dome; fall out eventually |
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borax, right. again, not really something i want to do with the ceiling lamp, and again, they're in the ceiling m8 |
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right, your house is built differently to the ones i ´ve lived in. you know you ought to be writing for t.v., epic. i can see that shower scene as the one everyone is talking about in that teenage comedy. |
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heading into the yard now for a read. there are two 30cm ant towers in there right now, btw. they look freaking amazing. |
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ah yes gravity and electricity, my mortal enemies maybe a homebrew shrink ray and tiny mecha suit to fight the ants one on one? fuckers gotta go, i feel yr creepy-crawly pain. i can't sleep atm for feeling all itchy about my little visitors |
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the neighbor down the street "runs" a "landscaping company" which means he has a truck with a logo and a phone number. his lawn is a disaster. there is a constant pool of much from the runoff of his truck that i habitually leap over. i finally get a look at him recently, out front chatting to a neighbor, and he's a hardcore ginger patronizing irish catholic sort; it's clear as a bell. and just now i'm thinking i should call him up and say: "i have a mess of a lawn for you to fix!" and then we get along negotiating schedule and rates and finally, alright, what's the address? and then i give him his own home address and it's also clear as a bell he'd go off like a rocket and i'm having a right giggle at the idea. but, no, let's not, let's just share the laugh and not actually do it. but that's the mood i'm in; i seriously considered it for a moment |
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They come out in the heat. |
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*night |
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When I have ants I spray raid on their trail and where I see them coming in and they never come back, at least from that direction. Does smell for a day though- and I don't like wiping out little lives like that. But I will if you're in my house. |
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seconds after typing that last post a yellow jacket entered my office (a small shed) where my door is open. It went right up to a healing scab on my leg and tried to land on it. I thought it was a fly at first, but nah this is a yellowjacket (fake bee) with a stinger. I shocked it with an electric zapper I use for mosquitos. It fell on the floor wriggling and I ended it quickly. Sounds like a fake story with the timing but I'll put it on my mother's life. |
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don't start that one! its 100% heat! |
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There was an argument on watmm where the Americans were hearing its as night, and the UK saying it was heat, and Richard changed his soundcloud profile to "HEAT" once and for all, not that it makes much difference. |
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after i cleaned them out of the lamp, they gave up for a bit. then, as i figured, they tried again. so i cleaned them out again, and this time, yes, i wiped it down with raid and left a little damp in there. but it's a lamp and yeah. so far it seems to be holding; exterminator has been called. waiting. worrying they'll pull some crap like move right in while i'm asleep tuesday 2am and not lucky enough to be there to notice it like the last two times -- on a weekend, up later, etc |
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yes i was referencing this. it sounds like "heat" to me, but, well, you heat-ed, i must night |
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i think nothing of killing individual ants that have marched into my home. i step over them on the sidewalk. i figure this is about right i feel like an ant colony is kind of like a two-dimensional animal. the scouts they send out represent the snout, the ears. neural wiring laid down in chemical trails. killing a few ants is just a flesh wound to the larger beast. but if there's no other way to stop them from trying i suppose i would send hugh back to the borg colony with a poison feedback loop i figure the proper answer is for someone who knows ants in a bit more detail to say "oh, i bet they're getting in over here" and then "let's seal it up out here and then also the ceiling" and then "let's spray a perimeter around the house" and then "call me if they come back" and ideally they won't. i just hope guy can get over here soon(ish) |
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now thinking about it, heat rhymes with feet. feel like it sounds more like at night tho |
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sometimes there just seems to be no other way than killing a few to prevent a larger death toll. |
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Its like the blue gold/white dress thing |
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its really puzzling to me cos it sounds absolutely not even remotely like night to my ears, perception is weird! I hear green needle |
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you dumbass you're killing ants when you could be charging them rent instead and then using that money to subsidize your own |
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too much paperwork! |
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so only after they put the "kill the colony" poison down (alright, fine, no other viable options were presented) do they tell me this takes a month. like, yes, you're going to have 40 ants all over your kitchen for three weeks, try not to kill them or clean up the dead ones. and if i get actively nasty and/or suicidal in the next few weeks, please forgive me. saying this while i still have a rational mind. |
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would really hit the spot right now if i could punch someone in the mouth and knock at least a few teeth out. |
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you should have eaten them while you still could, like i did |
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