welcome to camp telophase

I'm having a small fruit fly invasion in my apartment. I finally managed to trace it back to a potato that had quietly, without any fuss, died in the cupboard, and got rid of it, but there will be fruit flies hanging about the place, loitering on counters, begging for quarters to buy beer with for a day or two. And then this morning I ate a piece of watermelon and, completely forgetting about the flies, left it on the counter to clear up later. *twitch* I came back a couple of hours later and found the fruit-fly convention going full blast. It's now wrapped up in plastic bags and buried at the bottom of the trash can.

And it's just too damn hot to haul trash bags out to the dumpster, so the bags I've been putting off taking out are all just going to sit here until the sun goes down.