"Even if I got rid of all my problems, I'd just go out and get new ones..."

It could have EATEN me. I swear!
11:33 a.m. on 2004-09-09

How pathetic is it that last night, home alone, faced with a Fucking Huge Spider, I had to phone up my 80 year old grandfather and interupt his tea so he could drive over and rescue me?

How sad is it that I'd spent the half hour previous to that phonecall hopping about the kitchen squeaking, and trying to peer at the Fucking Huge Spider around corners and cupboards and my fingers?

How completely loser-ish is it that that Fucking Huge Spider was probably dead anyway, since I'd found it that morning, fled the house, and returned eight hours later to find it in exactly the same place I'd left it?

I think 'check' for all of the above.

Listening to: Billy Bragg "Sulk"

Quote: "I made a mental note to tell the next Street Engineer I met that they were doing a damn fine job. Sort of an embarassing thing to think, but I knew I was safe. I always lose my mental notes" - Michael Marshall Smith

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