||[Jul. 11th, 2012|03:14 pm]
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Insect-Trap-Catch-Release-Alive/dp/B001HMQ4HS), running back upstairs, pulling back the shower curtain, only to find that Aragog is no longer there? Way worse. Luckily he'd simply moved down to lurk behind shampoo bottles and wasn't running loose in the bedroom. So now he's happily maurading outside. 1. It's bad enough stepping into the shower and seeing a giant wolf spider up in the corner of the wall and ceiling. Throwing on a robe, running downstairs to grab the nifty German bug trapper (|
2. Okay, so I brushed all of the cats last night. Serious brushing. Compacted tightly in a container, I made a whole 'nother cat, thanks to two longhairs and ChinchillaCat. So, later that night, the first time I pulled out the trash container from under the sink and screeched and jumped because there was something large and furry in it...THAT was funny. The THIRD time...in a single evening...I began to suspect that I should put choosing my long term care facility on the to-do list.
3. Not many people could try to sit down onto their desk chair, land sort of on the arm instead, just hard enough to start the chair rotating, pulling me off balance just enough so that I couldn't get my feet underneath me nor my butt off the chair arm, and my attempt at correction pretty much rotated the chair 180 degrees, unceremoniously tossing me onto my side desk, where I caused an enormous avalanche of paper cup samples. And some bamboo cutlery. My superpower: turn a simple physical act into an epic disaster.