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Bah! There is a cricket hiding somewhere in my room. It escaped from the holding pen in my brother's room.
I'm sure that from the cricket's point of view, it was a daring escape. It took a leap of faith at the exact right time, and escaped from the smelly, diseased, corpse-filled hell-hole that was his cage! He managed to dash out of the room, and into the hallway, where he began his quest to find a place where he could live to be free. He continued down into the hallway, and into my room. It was perfect--many places to hide! And certainly one of those nook or crannies held some food he could survive off of. But the room did not come without danger--A giant beastie lurked. He had to be on constant watch for the cat, for fear that she might swat him, crushing him instantly! He had had one previous encounter with that cursed cat. It was a courageous fight that he ultimately won when the cat was distracted by it's evil owner.
Gah! And my cat hasn't found it since, and it's made my room it's home. And now, whenever it gets dark outside, it chirps! stressed And I can't find it. What is it eating? I've kept my room free of little snacks hidden in corners for almost a year. Maybe it's starving to death. Oh, I hope not! I want to find it alive and kicking, and pull off it's legs. Then I'll stick it in the gecko's cage, where it will be hunted and eaten alive. I might even pull off one of it's antennae if it lives for too long.
Hear that, Mr. Cricket?! I'm going to pull out your fingernails, one by one!
...!! It sounds like it's behind my computer! That b*****d!
Oh, and happy Valentine's day, everyone. <3
I got a lot of candy. And even some home-baked cookies. whee I gave away all of my chocolate, because I'm tired of chocolate headaches. But I at least tried eating the cookies. They were too hard for me to bite off, but I still have them. I'll try soaking them in warm milk. But I don't think they'll ever stop having that nasty cooked-cookie taste. Ick. Who in their right mind decided to use fire to cook things? Everything is better raw.
I went to the bookstore and bought Death Note 9. I already have Death Note 9, though, what was I thinking? So, should I sell it, give it away as a gift, or deface it and use it's contents to make a collage?
 Leamony · Thu Feb 15, 2007 @ 05:09am · 2 Comments |
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