I have a stupid cricket that somehow snuck into the house and now lives somewhere under the couch.
For the life of me, I can't seem to catch it, and it chirps away incessantly at all hours of the night.
NOTHING will make a person crankier than being woken up at 2AM by the thunderously loud chirping of a hormone-laden, overzealous cricket who's in search of a booty call.
Give it a rest already and just go take a nap, you stupid cricket (and even better yet, a dirt nap--punch your ticket and get out!)
GRR.
As if I wasn't sleep-deprived enough already (as can be evidenced in many of my more sporadic posts, like this one. )
For the life of me, I can't seem to catch it, and it chirps away incessantly at all hours of the night.
NOTHING will make a person crankier than being woken up at 2AM by the thunderously loud chirping of a hormone-laden, overzealous cricket who's in search of a booty call.
Give it a rest already and just go take a nap, you stupid cricket (and even better yet, a dirt nap--punch your ticket and get out!)
GRR.
As if I wasn't sleep-deprived enough already (as can be evidenced in many of my more sporadic posts, like this one. )