I just had a funny thing happen as I was getting in the shower. Funny in the "Andrew, you suck" way of course.
As I went to get in I saw this cockroach on the faucet and I of course screamed, cause that's what I do when I see bugs (or a few other things, like spiders and naked ladies). So I went out to the next room to find a box to catch the cockroach in so I could throw him outside, and I got dressed, so I could go outside once I caught him and dump him somewhere where he wouldn't come back to bug me. It took so long to find a box but I finally did. This whole time I am thinking to myself "Bugs! That's it, I have to move now. This sucks." etc.
So then I got back in the bathroom and I looked at that guy for a minute, didn't see him move, and started to go to get him. Then I stopped for a second to see if he really was a cockroach, and when I looked a little closer, wouldn't you know that it turned out it wasn't a bug at all, it was a tuft of my hair from when I showered after cutting my hair last night.
So anyway, it wasn't that crazy or funny, just sad. And I guess I might have to rethink these cockroach-shaped braids now.
That's all.
12:51:40 - 2000-07-26