Polka your eyes out
Sometimes Florida is just really weird. I don't mind so much all the little
creepy, crawly sorts of things that frequent our great state. I don't even
mind so much when they find their ways into my apartment (although I'm
beginning to think I need a cat to eliminate any such intrusions). It's
when they get into my shower that really annoys me. Tuesday morning's shower
guest was, I think, a skink. It was certainly something of the lizardish or
salamanderish variety. I just wonder what the heck it was doing there. (I've
had lizards in my apartment before. I don't know how they get in. I don't
know where they go. I don't know what they do. But I occasionally see one
hiding behind something.) Besides being extremely confused.
Oh well. At least it wasn't as bad as the giant spider. Mutter, mutter.
In other news, I'm still spending far too much time playing Civilization.
That game is sucking the life out of me, I swear. Must... crush... the Romans...
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