The desert is not a place for pansies...

Haha! look at me, two posts in two days!!! I'm proud of myself, what can I say?

Now prepare yourselves for the traumatic events of last night.......
I was outside enjoying the desert night sky, when I look to my right, and, lo and behold, there's a SCORPION next to me! Now for anyone that knows me, they know that I run in fright at the sight of anything with more than four legs (no exaggeration). So, in typical Kylie fashion, I run screaming into my house, lock and deadbolt my doors and windows (as if that's going to stop a raging scorpion from coming inside and eating my innards?) and proceed to spray a very unhealthy amount of bug spray everywhere around my house.

That's right folks, now if a bug tries to come within fifteen feet of my house, they will DIE INSTANTLY! (At least that's what the stupid spray can probably lied to me about.) Now that the bugs are gone, Brody (the dog) and I only have to deal with minor tremors and twitches from the slight brain damage we recieved from the bug spray. Isn't anything that causes cancer, or......cancer supposed to be banned in the great state of California? I guess they missed the cancer causing (but very effective!) bottle of Ortho-something that's sitting peacefully on my kitchen floor ready to be sprayed again at a moment's notice!

I feel slightly betrayed, because no one from Florida to California warned me about these mutant desert creatures that roam this state by night. I have yet to see a rattlesnake or a camel spider (shivers!!!), and if I don't see them, then they must not exist! At least I hope they don't. I guess we will see in the upcoming three years, when I finally get to return to my wonderful home state of Florida! (a.k.a. the land of the not-so-mutant-bugs).

Tootles,
Kylie "too terrified for words" Bolling

P.S. I haven't left the house at all today for fear of being eaten alive. It's 7:02 P.M. That is all.