May 1, 2006
foot.
I walked into my study this morning and promptly stepped on a big furry bumble-bee. It stung me.
Then I hopped around the apartment saying fuck.. fuck..damn.. oww fuck. damn fuckin bee. ow. Than I tore off my sock and looked at the extra lump coming off my foot.
Then I grabbed a mug from the kitchen, hopped back to the study slapped the mug over the slightly squished bee, slid a piece of paper under the mug and picked the whole sheboodle up.
The bee started buzzing like aces and the paper hummed in my palm. I am not such a stupid I didn't hop I merely hobbled to the balcony and took the paper off the bottom of the cup. The bee flew in a drunken wobble line away from me still buzzing angrily.
I scurried back inside afraid for my life. Bees are huge.
Update
An ant just crawled up my back.
I am being attacked by bugs or having a lashback, it's anybody's guess what with the antihistamines I am taking for the bee sting.
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Posted by Miriam at May 1, 2006 5:49 PM
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are you feeling better? If it makes a difference, the bee is probably dead now, since it is newly cold outside.
tomorrow night I was thinking of going to see the Books. Wanna come?
maybe
I am very cranky today. I slept most of yesterday and spent most of today looking at the internet as if it were my sworn enemy.
I think I lack what is best described as balance.
Right now i am listening to Nine Inch Nails and thinking about how if my internet were shaped like a shovel or a hammer I could at least be using it to bang on something that makes a lot of noise.
how much are the tickets? Let's use that as a meter.