I just moved in today. Someone helped me move because I can't drive, so the only furniture is the bed & frame I brought and the shitty couch the previous tenants left. I also have no bureau or anything so my clothes are just sitting in suitcases flung everywhere. What I didn't realize I needed were lamps because there's no overhead lights, so currently I'm sitting the floor of the living room lit only by the hallway light, wondering why my girlfriend has to be living on another continent for the next year. If she were here I wouldn't have fucked this up so hard. We could've drove to the thrift store to buy furniture together and decorate, that would've been so nice. Instead here I am on the floor, probably getting bedbugs in my computer from using this couch as a desk. Also the kitchen sink was clogged when I got here, and now that maintenance cleared it every time the person above me flushes it bubbles and churns with water and filth. I'm starting to feel like there's something wrong here. On the other hand, my life has probably just been too easy until now. For millenia people survived with only the things they could carry home. Why can't I?
May you be comforted to know that the heat of your computer is probably plenty to cook any bedbugs that get in there
Sadly, bedbugs can survive inside a computer. They're resilient little buggers. I'm praying to the lord I don't wake up bit or I'll have to throw all my possessions away.
It's possible to pack a desktop with diatomaceous earth from the inside, bind it tightly, expose it while off to as much heat and sunlight as you can while it's in an airtight bag for a few days, then air-blast all the DE out of it later and turn it on again after that after you escape a bed bug infested place, whenever that's possible. I did that before. It worked, even if it wasn't pleasant. It was that or lose something I couldn't afford to replace. I still replaced the mouse, keyboard, and other stuff though.