huntblog

Today was a kinda weird day all round. In my sick-induced braindead skateboarding haze, I managed to run into a frond of some kind of bush and tear a hole in my favourite shirt, the green forum one. Needless to say I was devestated. I'll have to buy another next time I'm at the snow.

I got to work uber late and found out a mini-epademic has hit our office. EVERYONE has been calling in sick. It's rediculous. There was only one guy in our whole room who wasn't sick or getting over a sickness. He was saying he should take "well leave" so that he doesn't catch anything from all us other deseased workers.

So i worked late, and trudged off home, only to open the door and find to my suprise that the whole house stunk of gas. I had a blocked nose that would rival the snowy mountains scheme for water retention but I could still smell it. So I opened all the windows and lit one of those fire lighters and walked around the house sort of testing for gas :D it was everywhere, it took like two hours to get rid of the smell. I'm totally not looking forward to getting my gas bill :D

Later on in the night, I was making some tea later in the night and a gigantic huntsman spider was frollicking around in the sink. Now we might share a name, but me and any kind of spiders don't get along very well, so it was time to lay down some shmack. I took a swipe at the gangly fiend with my converse all star of death, but only managed to dismember it, relieving it of one of its front legs. Just then I remembered those wise words propogated to us by that great movie of our time - starship troopers: If you aim for the leg, the creature will remain 80% combat effective, instead you should aim for the brain! So with a few quick swings the beast was laid to rest in the battlegrounds of my sink, and buried with the garbage, in a grave of plastic bin.

I'm still pretty freaked out by the whole thing though :(

posted by hunt @ 2:07 AM