Ew Ew Ew and a Couple Notes

I was just sitting here minding my own business when I noticed this moving shadow and when I looked up at the window to see…there was this HUGE fucking spider, seriously the biggest I've ever seen other than a tarantula. It's the one responsible for the giant web outside our office window. I still feel all creepy-crawly just thinking about the damn thing. Ick. Ick. Ick.

I was supposed to turn in an assignment on Sunday. I still haven't done it yet. I need to, but I don't even want to sign into my class because my instructor is such a cunt. I doubt the school is even going to do anything about her. All the instructors I've had have just been so disappointing. Either they just give you an A and let you glide right through with zero effort, or they refuse to give you any help and mark you down for unexplained reasons. I'm done trying to get a good grade. I need to just be happy with a passing one so I can finally take a break. After the next class I'll be halfway done. The sad thing is I'll have this random ass degree, and I still have no clue what I want to be. Flutist? Travel book writer? Beach bum? Housewife?

While I'm ignoring my school work I make use of my internet connection. I'm a totally shameless Myspace spy, or as Roger recently learned from the Urban Dictionary word-a-day, a my-spy. Because I can't say it anywhere else I need to get a couple things off my chest. Bethanie & Nick, you are DIVORCED, not single. Please display the appropriate option on your page. Denying what's happened just makes me & Roger more right than ever. You two are fucking stupid and should have lived your own lives instead of trying to copy ours. Christina, I really hate you. You don't deserve to have a baby. You really don't. You're a selfish brat that only wanted to get pregnant in the first place because the rest of your friends did, and now you only want a kid because the universe is telling you that you can't. I hope Brett is completely terrified of leaving you alone here. I know that you cheated on him during the first deployment and you will do it again.

I can't finish my breakfast because of that damned spider. God, it was horrible. I was going to get down the totes in the garage that have my sweaters & our big comforter in them, but after that thing I'm definitely too creeped out. I'm sure there are dozens of giant spiders hiding in our garage and I would just totally flip out. It's chilly today though. I can see the leaves on the tree in the backyard are turning orange. They're already thinning out toward the top. I guess I'll wait until the weekend for the sweaters so I can have Roger pull down the totes. I've got a nice, new hoodie on its way from Hollister now anyway.