Random Thoughts.....What Are You Thinking?

But doesn't everyone dream of you?

I dream of Napoleon, the Duke of Wellington and Spence! I my dream, Spence is basically Mena Suvari in 'American Beauty', but instead of rose petals falling around him it's maple leaves.

That's kinda creepy

Indeed it is!

But... why no one dream of me :(

Randomly thinking how fantubular I am...

I thought the maple leaves was a nice touch.

Thanks! I thought so too!

orly?

Rubber bands last longer when they are refrigerated

Yes sir =)

POIDH!

Hmmm good to know

You already got pictures lol
Some had a sticky view...

Wait wut!?!

Um I don't remember that...

REMINDER: You put them in with your pile of nudie mags under your mattress...

Are you stalking me...?

Either way I don't think I got them you should probably resend them

The two new Foo fighters albums are pretty damn good.

90's Foo Fighters was the best!

It's a pizza sorta night. Goddamn storms coming in. Coloring eggs with the wee one after dinner, then NM's with the hubby I think.

Does standing towards the water with a fishing rod equipped but not fishing really make me look like a bot in port jueno?

2 days out of the entire year in which every good catholic goes to church: xmas and easter.

be easy.

My hands are still shakey.

When I hopped out of bed this morning, I felt outstanding. Time to make a pot of coffee, take the dog outside, read the paper, etc. A quiet, rainy, relaxing Sunday morning.

I'm modest in real life and, even though I'm a guy, I rarely walk around in anything more revealing that a t-shirt and shorts. This includes pajama pants, which in my experience, don't leave much to the imagination. xD

No problem. I just toss on the nearest pair of jeans so my neighbors don't get a show with their morning coffee.

I didn't notice at the time, but something was clinging for dear life on the inside of the left pantleg. I didn't notice or feel anything move until I fed the dog. As I set down the food bowl for the uber-excited dog, I felt something move. Slowly at first, but there definitely was something there. That hairy something definitely tickled the inside of my knee.

And then it started moving north, and fast.

And I'm going commando.

And I started screaming like every girl scout who's ever knocked on my front dog only to be met by the aggressive barking of my huge, white dog. He 'greets' strangers by barking and growling and pressing up against the window next to the door whenever anyone has the audacity to knock on the door of his house.

I'm that girl scout or that repairman.

I luckily hit and stun that hairy something as it approached my junk. I panicked and jumped around like a loon trying to shake it out of my jeans. And I did.

A stunned brown recluse spider fell out onto the floor. A brown recluse. If you have not seen what those bites look like already, uh, don't Google Image Search them. Seriously, save yourself the nightmares.

Especially once you learn that they love dark, warm places like clothes, shoes, and beds. /shudder

And I had one of those *** racing for my ***.

I've been afraid of spiders since my early childhood, and experiences like these only reinforce the fact that I'm right to be afraid of spiders and that they're evil little *** who need to be exterminated. Every last one of them. I don't even care that they're beneficial little critters.

I can't call for a truce with something that tried to bite my ***.

Thanks Eeek. -.- I'm now going to be feverishly checking my pants this morning before I go to work. We have brown recluse in my area too as well as wolf and black house spiders. ; ;

Oh, you'll never find the little *** when you remember to check for them. Oh no. They're crafty, and I even think they're telepathic. They're only hiding in the bed or clothes when you forget to look for them.

And then I find one and scream, spend hours deep cleaning my room and all nearby closets, and refuse to sleep in my room for a few days.

For sure, the first and the Colour and the Shape. I think they've become far better, and more confident musicians, but I don't like them much anymore.

I remember reading a person eats on average eight spiders while asleep in their lifetime.

I was picking stuff up downstair a few years ago, bags full of stuff when as I grabbed for one bag, next thing I knew, wolf spider sprints out of the bag, over my leg, and into the next bag. I screamed so loudly, I woke one of the neighbors, and refused to go downstairs for a week. My friend had to come over and grab things I had left, like by school books and laptop. It was sad. ; ;

Yep, and it makes my skin crawl whenever I think about it. :(

Why don't you just step on them?