My dad woke me up this morning telling me to call extermination services because a huge beehive was located underneath one of the Asian trees in our front yard. I wished I took a picture at that precise morning but I didn’t. Upon looking up services and prices, he told me never mind not willing to obviously pay the ridiculous costs. He considered lighting it on fire or poking it with a stick but hesitated to do so at that present moment in the fears of getting attacked.
I opted for some rest and relaxation today in the form of going to the gym, reading short stories, and navigating the various sectors of the Internet.
Later I met up with my sister, brother in law, and mom for some Shabu Shabu. It honestly wasn’t that good, and definitely not worth the descent into Fullerton.
By the time I got back home the beehive had mysteriously disappeared. I’m not sure how the bees moved so quickly without anyone noticing but I suppose they’re relatively intelligent creatures. I ended the night watching Beat Shazam (mostly a sham of a tv show) followed by Big Brother 19. Big Brother is the dumbest show ever, but I’ve been watching since season 6 and I just can’t stop, like the Miley Cyrus Song.
