My cat Ivan was lounging in the kitchen window - -it's one of those windows that is set rather high - I can just look out of it when I am standing up and he knocked MANY MANY things off of the sill which freaked him out so he leaped off the window and knocked even more things down.
Sigh.
Of course, it doesn't help when Pete looks at it and announces "Oh, that's one of the immature males. It's not that big". It's the size of a quarter! That's big enough!
Bah. I'm the one that has to catch the live spiders, so I get to proclaim about the bloody size of the things. And lets' not forget, I'm afraid of them too.
Big bastards.
I am eating lunch. After that I expect to be very bored.
Here tiggy, watch this.
[link]
and laugh your ass off. That'll keep you occupied for a few minutes. Then you can waste time by sending it to everyone you've ever met.
Dammit. I wish I had sound.
Uhm. I'm still leaning toward gross.
Not clicking the link.
Not.
What are people doing this weekend?