Month: August 2007

Itchy

Posted by – 07/08/2007

We watched the worst video I have ever seen last night. I won’t even link to it because if you watch it your life, as you know it, will be over. It’s a guy who’s been bit-and I say bit loosely- by a spider on his jawline, and it’s swollen like a golf ball, and he’s squeeeeeezing it, and there’s this awful white goop plopping out, into the sink. He’s pretty grossed out, as is the person filming (I guessed girlfriend/wife, he guessed mother), and after a few minutes a big, disgusting worm thing oozes out. Honest, I feel sick just describing it. Terrible, terrible. I had my hands over my eyes for most of it, but even the sound was horrifying.

Anyway, point is, there’s something itchy on my elbow. I know I shouldn’t be worried, but somehow, I am worried. That could be because it’s the middle of the night and I should be sleeping. Middle? End. Whatever.

The Very First One.

Posted by – 06/08/2007

One day, you will read this. One day, I will write something about you that will make you happy and will make you want to hug me next time we see each other. Hopefully it will be the same day that I deliver to you a toy or bag or slippers that I made, personally, for you.

Blue Rabbit