I don't like bugs G

Tonight between studying the Japanese alphabet and getting ready to clean up our extra bedroom for the impending arrival of our new roommate, Keith, I decided to roll on down to the old Super Tamade, our local yakuza-owned discount grocery store. I needed some tofu and noodles for my nightly dose of improvised and super-boring miso soup. No amount of tofu, however, could have prepared me for the bugs. Millions of them. It was as if the earth had opened up and some sort of apocalyptic swarm of brown insects had flown out to devour everything in sight. Luckily, it is night time and the bug armada was mainly concerned with finding lights. Every light between my place and Super Tamade was surrounded by giant swarms of these little guys. I just hope this isn't the beginning of that whole "end of the world" thing that crazy people seem to be obsessed with.