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Oct. 12th, 2009 02:09 pmWe had a visitor in Sunday School yesterday. (When Mom asked, "Who was it?" I said, "Not who. What.") The biggest freaking cockroach I have ever seen in my life was crawling around on the ceiling. I didn't notice it until about five minutes before it died (more on that later), for which I am quite grateful. The people in the row behind me, who had been watching it for the entire lesson, knew the moment I saw it, because I went like this: O_O and looked straight up at it. I kept one eye on it while trying to listen to the lesson, but once I heard Sandy giggle -- she was one of those people in the row behind me -- I started getting those hysterical giggles, too.
Finally, the roach signed its death warrant by FLYING AROUND THE ROOM. It buzzed the teacher, our advisers, and Crusty before finally landing on a cabinet. Wade went after it and disposed of it for us, and we all gave him a round of applause before resuming the lesson.
I've seen all kinds of beasties at church. Spiders are easy. Mice I can handle. But roaches that are bigger than hummingbirds freak me out.
Drat it, drat it, drat it. I just thought of a story arc for Wolfsbane that would have changed everything, if I'd thought of it when I decided to revamp the fic. But it's too late to put it in now, except for a passing reference at the end. Unless I decided to write Wolfsbane 3.0, which is completely absurd. So it shall go unwritten.
*sob* It woulda been so awesome!
I just handed my baby (laptop) over to Computer Boy. I have most of my files in my jump drives, but I was in the process of backing everything up when the computer went blue screen, so if stuff is lost, it's lost. (Reorganizing my writing music is going to be a bitch if he has to wipe the entire system.) But Wolfsbane is on CD, and I am guarding that CD with my life.
Late night at work, with the serials meeting Wednesday and ham radio class tomorrow.
Sorry I'm not responding to your replies or posts. I do appreciate the comments, and I'll get caught up some day!
Finally, the roach signed its death warrant by FLYING AROUND THE ROOM. It buzzed the teacher, our advisers, and Crusty before finally landing on a cabinet. Wade went after it and disposed of it for us, and we all gave him a round of applause before resuming the lesson.
I've seen all kinds of beasties at church. Spiders are easy. Mice I can handle. But roaches that are bigger than hummingbirds freak me out.
Drat it, drat it, drat it. I just thought of a story arc for Wolfsbane that would have changed everything, if I'd thought of it when I decided to revamp the fic. But it's too late to put it in now, except for a passing reference at the end. Unless I decided to write Wolfsbane 3.0, which is completely absurd. So it shall go unwritten.
*sob* It woulda been so awesome!
I just handed my baby (laptop) over to Computer Boy. I have most of my files in my jump drives, but I was in the process of backing everything up when the computer went blue screen, so if stuff is lost, it's lost. (Reorganizing my writing music is going to be a bitch if he has to wipe the entire system.) But Wolfsbane is on CD, and I am guarding that CD with my life.
Late night at work, with the serials meeting Wednesday and ham radio class tomorrow.
Sorry I'm not responding to your replies or posts. I do appreciate the comments, and I'll get caught up some day!