There’s a flying freaking hell big cockroach roaming in my house right now, i can’t think straight actually cause i’ve been screaming and running around like a mad woman for the past half hour. And that cunning pest is nowhere to be found right now. such a dickhead! wtf grrrrrrrrrrrr poor me i have to abandon my plans to do work tonight cause he might come out and irritate me again!

anyways it struck upon me  that I must blog/record/list down on my future husband criterias:

1. he must not be afraid of cockroaches. TOTALLY.
2. he must be able to catch all cockroaches at home.
3. he must be able to locate the flying pest and kill it instantly.
4. he cannot tickle me!
5. ok the rest can wait actually… hehe.

:)