I had a dream last night where I was attacked by a giant black widow spider, that latched its
cartoon fangs into my pointer finger, and I couldn't get it off at all. I was hitting it against the wall, and with things, and objects, and it wouldn't die or even just let the fuck go.
Surprisingly, this was not a nightmare. When I woke up, the first thing I remembered was the loud crack of the spider armor finally cracking and crushing as I slammed it in a door. It was extremely satisfying.
I suspect I will feel exactly the same way when this season is over.
I know, I totally thought they were leeches first too.
So far this episode I've learned that peanut butter is junk food and crying is good for getting you jewelry and winning photo shoots
Sarah: also, never marinate chicken Bridget: I am afraid to light a cigarette with nail polish on
I know, I totally thought they were leeches first too.
