WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!!

[maderr]

This creepy ass looking bug just crawled across the floor. I tried to catch it and it fled under the couch. One: I have no idea what the FUCK this little bastard is. It looked like a weird ass mix of spider, grasshopper and freaky. Two: I have to sleep on that couch .

Like fucking hell I do - I'm not going to sleep until I find the little bastard. No alien bug is sucking my blood while I try to sleep, no way in fucking hell.

Perhaps I should put the Stephen King aside for a little while...or use it to kill that bug.

Comments

[rykaine.livejournal.com]

Ha! You're being attacked by a creepy bug. That's so exciting.

I just sat through a class with Elena Micky. That was a trip. Guess what?! We got a poem about St. Petersburg. Written by... PUSKIN! Isn't that fun? And to make it better, she tragically mistranslated the title. Instead of, "The Bronze Horseman"--as it should be--she called it, "The Bronze Man Riding on a Horse."

Tell me that's logical in any way, shape, form, or fashion.

Stupid people.

Ok, hope the bug situation clears up. Creepy bug, creepy bug!

[maderr.livejournal.com]

Why the fuck didn't she just say "bronze horseman?" dumbass

[mashoogina.livejournal.com]

Is this the Elena that was at Dickinson last year teaching Russian? The blonde chick that my roommate used to do her laundry with?

[maderr.livejournal.com]

that would be the one. She and Sammie don't really get along.

[mashoogina.livejournal.com]

SCREW THAT BIATCH THEN.