I am very tired, so this is going to be really short. This BEDA thing is hard shit, you know? I have so much stuff to do, and so little time to do it.
I fell asleep at 8 o'clock on a Thursday. That is unheard of. And I only woke up to pee just now before I remembered I had to blog. Well, not had to, more ought to. Either way, here I am.
I killed a spider last night in the most violent way possible. I swear to God the thing looked like a Black Widow; it had the right spots along the back and it looked like it had an hourglass on the belly. I panicked and killed the thing with my math textbook. I figured that I had the right to kill it. One, I'm a severe arachnophobe and two, the freaking thing was HUGE. And it wouldn't die. I had to smash it eight times before it finally gave up and died. Now I'm vacuuming every crevice of my room. I don't want any spider infestations and spiders like that usually have egg sacs that I'm not willing to have open in my room.
I wrote more than I thought I would. Gold star for me!
Well, I'm off to bed again. Nighty nighty.
Love and kisses,