Starting The Day W/ Death

Opened the kitchen blinds & found these friends of the slumlord. This one on its back, on the sill.

Soon hit the floor.

This one was on the screen, but it was under my foot soon enough.

And this one on the floor, not moving. I went to pick it up w/ a paper towel & it moved! Did not move much longer.

Final Solution:

So this is my life: Up at 1030, kill wantonly, document it (also prepared & had a cup of tea & vomited) & before I know it it's noon. Life passes like nothing.