WARNING: Radioactive Waste

For a long time, my dorm room has been infested with gnats. Aliena and I figured they were coming out of the heater, since they've been here since around the time winter started.

Well, today, Anne was shooting Emily's Nerf gun in my room while Emily and I did something on the computer, and she lost one of the darts, and moved some stuff to get to it... and stumbled upon the source of the gnats. A shopping bag containing what we THINK was a loaf of bread and maybe some fruit... that had been sitting there for who-knows-how-long and was now a nest for gnats.

Like, EWWWWWWWWWW.

This happened to me once before, when my friend Liz and I were eating grapes in my room at home, and didn't feel like taking the dishes downstairs so we just overturned one bowl over another. Well, me being the neat-freak I am (lulz), of course I forgot about them. A month later, there was a self-contained colony of gnats in my room.

Of course, this was SO MUCH worse than that little incident, because the shopping bag 1) was open, 2) had been buried under stuff for probably two months, 3) had a leak in it, and 4) was soggy and drippy and GROSS.

Me being the cool, confident, fearless person I am, I proceeded to FREAK OUT, and we snagged a garbage bag, Clorox Wipes, and some Febreeze, and doused the room with enough germ-killing smelly stuff to suffocate a giraffe.

I'd like to point out that this TOTALLY wasn't my fault. It wasn't my bag, or my bread/whatever, and the hall staff SUPPOSEDLY checked all the rooms for anything living and didn't catch it. How was I supposed to know that there was radioactive waste spawning in my room? :)