There ain’t no flies on us

So I’m at home, mostly vegetating and geeking out on my computer, when I noticed that there was a fly buzzing around my ceiling. I’m wondering: how did it get in? I live on the 9th floor, and my screen door was closed.

I figured: I’ll open the screen door, and the fly will eventually make its way out.

I now have two flies in my apartment. They’re gathered around my light source, meditating and thinking calm fly thoughts. Or maybe just getting, um, buzzed. (Sorry about that.)