I saw something in the corder of my eye.
Turned out to be a huge spider climbing down my blind.
*shudder*
I’m not afraid of spiders, I just don’t like large bugs. There’s just something about them that sends shivers down my spine.
Anywho.
This innocent eight-legged creature is now in an air-tight jar on my windowsill.
Let that be a lesson to all those other mutherfucking bugs out there. I will let you slowly suffocate inside a glass jar.
Whelp. Finished the album.
Now I’m really bored, and really tired.
Probably more tired than anything.
This is my evening.
Wanted to move my car before work.
Nope. Ice on the windscreen.
Oddly no one else’s car was iced up. Just mine.
I shall just leave it delicately balanced on the verge until I get home.
I really need to finish reading GoT, but I also have a million lore novels to read, and I bought DWP the other day and it’s really good (as to be expected).
I’ll say it for the 100th time, there needs to be more hours in the day!
