i killed a roach in my sleep.

that's just how much i hate bugs.
i felt him crawling on me in my sleep and flung him across the room. the best part is that charlie didn't believe me. possibly because of this certain incident of me waking up in the middle of the night screaming that there was a (monster) spider on charlie's chest. now, we really didn't question how i saw the spider until after we had turned the light on and tore our bed apart looking for it. yeah. i was sleeping.
but back to the roach. i felt him and his crunchiness and flicked him. a minute later i felt him on my arm and flung him across the room. when i told charlie in the morning he laughed at me. yes laughed. until he saw the dead roach in pernky's bed. HA!! truth is my vindicator.