Last night a very large spider came crawling out of my (still mostly packed) suitcase and hustled across my floor.


I’m not scared of spiders, so I thought that I would try to relocate it. But every time I picked it up or came close to trapping it, it would escape and skitter back towards my suitcase.


Obviously, I don’t want a huge spider hanging out in piles of my clean-yet-rifled-through clothing, lying in wait to scare the bejeesus out of me when I finally do unpack, so in the end I squished it with a frying pan, showed mild disgust at the spider guts goop I had to wipe off the bottom, and forgot all about it.


Then today at work I told a friend my story and she says, all nonchalantly, “I HOPE IT DIDN’T LAY EGGS IN YOUR SUITCASE.”


And now I have this note on my hand.


The end.


I heart blogs

Recently I’ve been stumbling upon a lot of blogs that I love. And because I ignored the rules of my Creative Blogger Award nomination, I thought I’d share a few of them with you. Until my blog is as great as these, this is going to be me:

I could tell you why I love them, but I’m going to let you discover on your own (how many times do I have to tell you that I’m lazy as sin?). These are them:

Victoria Elizabeth BarnesTipsy LitLittle FictionNaptime WritingOver Exposed and Underdeveloped, Transient Eye, Skeptical ReaderLongreadsWish I Were HerePicturetteDave MottramBeautiful HelloInkjotPost It Notes from my Idiot BossHighest Form of Whit, Exploratorius.

There are more (obviously I love all the blogs on my reader), but this is good for now. Visit, them, follow them, and let me know what you think!

This is what’s known as creative license

As you know, I’m reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. I noticed this:

Professor Dumbledore was now looking down at Harry, who looked right back at him, trying to discern the expression of the eyes behind the half-moon spectacles.

“Did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire, Harry?” Dumbledore asked calmly.

But then I thought back to the movie. Dumbledore doesn’t seem too calm.


And I thought I was so clever, too, until I came across this while searching for this gif. Whatever, I’m still clever.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays

True to form, I’m late in wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year… I’m sorry. I’m terrible. I know. Nevertheless, I hope that wherever you are and whatever you celebrate your holidays were filled with love, laughter, family, friends, food, and at least one good stiff drink. From me to you.


Post script: This movie is Die Hard. You should watch it. There’s a reason it’s my friend Kendra’s favourite Christmas movie.