Day Three: Mother, Tell Your Children Not to Walk My Way.

Landlord says no, I can't move into a new unit because he's afraid the bugs will come with me.

Also bought flypaper from Wal-Mart, put a bed bug on it, AND THE DAMN THING CRAWLED RIGHT OVER IT.

What the frick. Are these super bugs?

OK, calm down. If you get mad, the bed bugs win.

If I move out of my place, I lose my $350 deposit and could face litigation from my landlord for the rest of the rent until May, which would be thousands of bucks. Can't do that.

I need some strategy, some battle plan that I can live with. I also bought a space heater and thermometer from Wal-Mart. Maybe tomorrow I will put everything I own in my car and roast it, crank the heat up to 130 degrees. Supposedly these fuckers will pop like popcorn at 113 degrees.

But how do I sleep at night? If the flypaper doesn't work, they can craw onto my air mattress. One thought is that I could buy a cot, put the legs in bowls of oil (and coat them in oil), and I doubt these fuckers will be able to climb on anything that is oil-coated. That would solve the sleeping problem--I can't keep sleeping in my car.

It occurs to me that I also need a sanctuary for my stuff. I am thinking my card table. I can do the same thing--coat the legs in oil so I know that whatever I put on the table will be clean and stay clean.

New Bugs Found: One this morning, a baby on my wall.
Total Bugs Found: Five
Costs: Thermometer - $1
           Heater - $20 (but might be able to return it)
           Fly paper - $1