I, 100in12, hereby take back everything negative I have ever said about living at home during this time in my life.
I was watching TV tonight and a enormous, terrifyingly ugly stinkbug landed ON MY TV LIKE TWO FEET AWAY FROM ME. Plotting to kill me, no doubt.
I ran downstairs and got my dad to come up and kill it.
I take it all back. Living at home is awesome.
(The tingle in my spine is just now gone. This incident happened two hours ago. I hate bugs.)