Diary of an up and coming sociopath

Okay, again, it’s not slugs, but it falls under the generalised category of animals infringing on my general person. This time a huge moth entered into my room searching for the light like a Buddhist on ritalin. After damaging its wing on a hear source, it actually dard to touch my naked flesh. With moths, this is a step too far. I closed the blinds to halt potential egress of said moth, and to stop any further incursions, then I took a scrap magazine in hand (don’t want to spoil anything decent with moth juice, y’know) and I killed it dead! Deader than A-line flares with pockets in the knees. THings were touch and go for a while when it landed on my pillow, but I saw it off definitively.

As ever, Man 1, Moth 0!

EDIT: My god, no sooner than I post this than another one dive bombs the computer screen! (the light having been extinguished) They must be ganging up on me. Naturally it was no match for my might.

Man 2, Moth 0!