A taste of honey.

There are ants.

A LOT of ants.

Alllllll over the kitchen.

It was a nice way to start out my Friday morning.

I made the biggest mistake leaving unopened honey in on the counter.

But I threw it out, got rid of the army and went to class.

Now I'm back.

And so are they.

The pesky things just keep on a'comin.

Ants are funny little guys cause they really are so harmless.

They just have this way of being very overwhelming.

Also, after killing some, I always feel as though there are at least 4 on me just cruising on my skin...

I have to attend to this mess before they end up in my room.