Cicada fun

I hate bugs. That said, I was attacked by killer cicadas last night. Only they weren't killer. And there was only one. And it didn't really attack me so much as simply fly into my window. Still, it was not pretty.

Three of us girls were sitting watching Tropic Thunder, when all of a sudden I heard the unmistakable buzz of a cicada. In. My. Apartment. It must have flown in through the window, and pulled a sneak attack on us. Now, I am not a sissy female, but if it's one thing that freaks me out, it's a cicada. And Korean cicadas are bigger than the ones back home. Bigger, louder, and uglier.

So, cicada flew into apartment, and three women start shrieking. Because really, it was gross. So we picked up the puppy, opened all the windows and the front door, and tried to fan it out. Mr. Cicada wasn't having it. I ran down the hall to get the male teacher, who replied with a laugh "just pick it up and throw it out the window!" Never send a man to do a woman's job.

So after swatting at it a few times, sending it flying around the room a few more times, we finally got it out of the window. Crisis averted.

Just another Monday night.....