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?
How, um, green?
:: does not click ::
Happy Hour then Birthday party tonight. Possible hangage with friend and in-town friend also with best guy friend and maybe movie on Saturday. Sunday, Mary's and football at the Vine.