Reason #42,102,293 why winter is my favorite season

Far fewer centipedes.

I've never been overly fond of creepy crawly things but I've never been particularly freaked out by many of them either. See a spider? I'll probably cringe a bit and then proceed to kill it, flush it, and be on my merry way.

But I can soooooooo do without the effing centipedes I keep killing in my bedroom because each time I see one, I scream that "eww, gross, there's a big bug and it could kill me!" scream and shudder. They remind me of that icky-looking crawly thing that popped out of Buffy's "Bad Eggs" and attached itself to the backs of Sunnyside's inhabitants. Serious heebie jeebies.

When I went to bed last night, I killed one my wall near the ceiling. I couldn't sleep so instead, I flipped through my iPod for far too long, and by the time I got up to pee one last time before deciding I'd force myself to sleep, when I flicked on the light, sure enough, there was another one on the same wall, only a few feet away from where I squashed the first little bastard.

They're fucking gross. And they have far too many legs. And they move much quicker than something should for that size. My building is pretty decent but it's also an older building and there are plenty of cracks along my windowsills and a few small ones on my walls. And I'm sure the fact that this armpit of a city regularly has dew points in the summer often categorized by meteorologists as "tropical" doesn't help either.

Must eradicate the centipedes!