Mi joventud!
So the other day, my mother and I cleaned out my room. It was motivated by the discovery that a spider had seen fit to lay an egg on the ceiling, resulting in dozens of babies crawling around. We killed most of them with Raid and a vacuum, and placed the mother outside
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SUGGESTION THE FIRST: Yeah, I know we don't have to kill them. But the egg had already hatched when we discovered it, and there were just too many of them for me to feel comfortable. Capturing them would be very difficult, seeing as how they stick to the ceiling. Whenever we find an adult spider, we do try to release it alive, and I'm letting any other babies I find live (so long as they don't try to confront me).
SUGGESTION THE SECOND: You're probably righ that I shouldn't command people, but I don't think that's why they don't respond. My friends are used to me acting like an ass. It's part of my charm. I think people aren't responding because they haven't be on livejournal recently. Or maybe I just need to inplant that mind control chip I've been developing in all of their puny Terran minds.
And I suppose I should tell you my childhood possession. There are a couple of things I could choose, but I'd have to say my old blanket. I was given it by a friend of my grandmother's only a few weeks after I was born, and I kept it for so long. It had pictures of little animals in separate squares on it, and it always comforted me to hug it. I slept with it for many years, and we actually just threw it out when we enacted the purge of my room. It was so filthy and tattered that I decided the memory would be sufficient.
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And we love them.
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And DUDE.
Your BLANKET. I remember that.
But what about Banana?
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