Some nonexistent entries

[quislibet]

Since Friday, I've been spending all of my livejournal time reading and commenting.

Here are some topics of entries I thought about writing the last few days, but which I haven't, and probably won't:

-- That on Friday night, while walking over to the home of xanyboi and futurenurselady, I was accosted by a woman who asked me whether I was afraid of spiders. I am, as it turns out, thanks largely to that Top-Bunk-and-The-Terrible-Hatching incident, but not so much that I couldn't assist her (obviating the need for her to convince the poor bastard on the other end of her cell phone connection to come to her rescue) by removing one, by means of a cunning credit-card receipt, from the top of her car roof; the creature apparently projected some sort of force field that prevented her from approaching the vehicle, and no doubt once she put key to lock it would have leapt onto her shoulder and eaten her head.

-- How, this morning, memory of this incident spurred me to bold action, opening the screen door to leave the apartment for work, even though there was a large spider that had webbed over part of the door; while I knew the door would be between me and it the entire time, only flimsy wire mesh prevented it from leaping onto my shoulder and eating my head. And yet I persevered.

-- How on Monday morning I watched in useless shock as a man two seats down from me had a heart attack or a stroke or something on the subway and fell to lay twitching in the aisle. EMTs walked him off the train (as opposed to carrying him), but he seemed rather zombie-like. I hope he will be all right.


Other highlights of the past few days, which could possibly have been discussed more fully in real entries of their own, include a rockin' Arcanum LARP, dinner with the landlords at a to-be-recommended Guatemalan restaurant called Quetzal on route 107 in Lynn, reading lots of French (but not as much as necessary), making ginger/pear cobbler, talking to a friend from college on the phone (and how I almost never do that sort of thing anymore, limiting my contact with other people to the not-quite-interactive medium of mailing lists and journals and weblogs -- not even direct e-mail!), reading Algernon Blackwood on the train, and uploading some new userpics.

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I have just had a sudden and fleeting phantom memory of Doritos -- the flavor more than the texture -- on my tongue. Weird.

Comments

[shnells.livejournal.com]

spiders are evil creatures. not only do they leap onto your shoulder and eat your heads, they do those weird crawly movements with their evil jointed legs. *SHUDDER*. But i am superior to the arachnid. yes. i can do my laundry EVEN THOUGH there's a nasty ol daddy long leg spider lurking in the corner between me and the door. i am so brave. hear me squeak.

[quislibet.livejournal.com]

I understand that those particular critters have penises 2/3 the size of their body and that the species has remained largely unchanged for four hundred million years.

[shnells.livejournal.com]

nah you're thinking of what you americans call crane flies or perhaps those big male mosquitoes and what them in england call daddy long legs. the spiders that americans call daddy long legs are called spiders in england.