Eight
That is the number of spiders we found in the apartment between last night and this morning. Five in the living room, one in the tub, and one in each bedroom. What the heck? Whatever; they just need to not be here. I swept the ceilings and upper corners and things with a broom, but all I probably accomplished there was displacing all the remaining spiders, who will now be roaming boldly around the place looking for new homes. Ew. Ewwwww.
So it's election day! I hope every single person who is reading this (and who lives in the USA) has voted, or will be voting. I cannot wait. If Wisconsin can manage to become the first state to defeat a same-sex marriage ban, I will be so incredibly proud of us. I don't have a lot of hope, but it could happen.
So it's election day! I hope every single person who is reading this (and who lives in the USA) has voted, or will be voting. I cannot wait. If Wisconsin can manage to become the first state to defeat a same-sex marriage ban, I will be so incredibly proud of us. I don't have a lot of hope, but it could happen.
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3 Comments:
It did not happen.
But ew with the spiders! I feel your pain. I hate that crap - and EIGHT!? That's crazy.
(Picture Brian Fellows saying "that's crazy")
Too bad you're not in town this weekend. Melissa and I are trying to get together to go to Rondevous. It's a tiki bar here in K-town. I don't know if you've heard of it or not. But the bonus about the place is that there's no smoking allowed. YES! FINALLY!!! ;)
Last night I dreamed we found a ton more spiders. Ewww. Also, I wish I were going to be around for the tiki bar!
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