Ants

Woke up this morning to find ants all over my kitchen.

Not where the food is, but running in a line down the wall and into the sink. I traced the line to a couple of infested cabinets.

I sprayed the hell out of them with Raid, which is like instant death for ants, but which makes the apartment smell bad (while it's just too cold outside to open the windows and air the place out, at least until later).

The parakeets were agitated, probably because of the smell, so I moved their cage into the bedroom.

I think I'll bolt too, and find a coffee shop to work at for a while. Then I'll come back to see if the ants have regrouped.

I hate ants. And the countertops in the kitchen are black, which means it's hard to even see the damn things on half the kitchen.

Time to think about that remake of "Them!"