Good Morning, Here Is Your Moth
Apr. 28th, 2008 06:45 amSo, fun fact about me for this morning is that I'm afraid of moths. Like actually afraid--bee or wasp kind of afraid.
It's because they're stupid and they CANNOT BE PREDICTED and thus they won't go away when swatted at and could just as likely land on your face when you're flailing as they could land on the wall or up your skirt. Just... *shudder*
I mention this because last night the Gigantic Moth of Lying in Wait was flirting with my lightbulb right before I went to bed. Every time things got hot and heavy it got noisy, I freaked out, but then GMoLiWâ„¢ would get tired out and lie in the light cover and I would calm down. A few minutes before I gave up and went to bed, it was sinisterly perched on the outside of the light cover and I swear it was waiting to make its move.
I escaped.
Unfortunately, it's nearly dead or stupid or something because it just fell onto my desk. The thing is really big, like over an inch in both directions, and OMG, btw, and I can't get it to go away and I'm NOT SQUISHING IT BECAUSE EW GROSS with a mass like that it's going to take like five tissues and I'll have the sense memory for days and just no.
So I just went and got a pot lid and covered it. In conclusion, I HATE moths, and I am such a wuss.
Plans for the day include class, hormone test at the hospital, then home to drive out to in-laws again and pick up the car G's buying from his grandmother. Then home to--
it got away and is now trying to make up with its ex-lightbulb friend. I do NOT want to know how it got away from a pot lid. Srsly. You're just trying to merit your own LJ tag, you stupid moth, but you're not worth it.omg go away, where will you be when I get back home! *gulp*
--home to very delinquently finish up peer responses to our creative writing workshop and then maybe, hopefully write a bit. If World of Warcraft doesn't suck me in.
It's because they're stupid and they CANNOT BE PREDICTED and thus they won't go away when swatted at and could just as likely land on your face when you're flailing as they could land on the wall or up your skirt. Just... *shudder*
I mention this because last night the Gigantic Moth of Lying in Wait was flirting with my lightbulb right before I went to bed. Every time things got hot and heavy it got noisy, I freaked out, but then GMoLiWâ„¢ would get tired out and lie in the light cover and I would calm down. A few minutes before I gave up and went to bed, it was sinisterly perched on the outside of the light cover and I swear it was waiting to make its move.
I escaped.
Unfortunately, it's nearly dead or stupid or something because it just fell onto my desk. The thing is really big, like over an inch in both directions, and OMG, btw, and I can't get it to go away and I'm NOT SQUISHING IT BECAUSE EW GROSS with a mass like that it's going to take like five tissues and I'll have the sense memory for days and just no.
So I just went and got a pot lid and covered it. In conclusion, I HATE moths, and I am such a wuss.
Plans for the day include class, hormone test at the hospital, then home to drive out to in-laws again and pick up the car G's buying from his grandmother. Then home to--
it got away and is now trying to make up with its ex-lightbulb friend. I do NOT want to know how it got away from a pot lid. Srsly. You're just trying to merit your own LJ tag, you stupid moth, but you're not worth it.
--home to very delinquently finish up peer responses to our creative writing workshop and then maybe, hopefully write a bit. If World of Warcraft doesn't suck me in.