We have centipedes. At leat I think that's what they are. They come to our kitchen, I guess because it's the only door into the house that is at ground level. I assume they do this because it's warmer inside now than it is outside (which sucks, but that's for another blog). But here's the weird part. They crawl around for a few hours and then die. They curl up in little squiggles and die. I've watched it happen. I can't figure this out. They don't try to get into the pantry or anything where the food is. And it's not like all kinds of bugs are getting in. Just centipedes. It's a weird phenomenon. We sweep them up, and when we come home at night or get up in the morning, there are three or four more.
There. Now you can go back to talking about the you-know-what.
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