I just realized that my name and my icon go together like a cheesy little saying...
RAGNI!!! That means spiders, by the way. Last night, I felt a weird tickling sensation in random areas, but I figured it was just my brain messing with me and went to sleep. In the morning, while staying lazily in bed, I suddenly saw something black dart across my pillow. I jerked up and saw that it was a small insect, which I promptly killed. I don't appreciate small living things on my pillow. But then I was in a sitting position and saw the dead spider.
Half its body was smooshed, its legs were spread about and I found the other half of it somewhere else in my bed while checking for other insects. Ewwww!! I took a shower, put on clean clothes, made myself a ridiculously huge breakfast with spinach and ricotta tortelini in tomato and parmesian sauce, wonderful cereal with dried fruit, bread and blackberry jam and orange juice. Because I deserved it. I then stripped my bed and put the sheets in the wash. Then discovered the huge spider bite on my arm.
To make it even better, I discovered that my sunburned back (from last weekend) is STILL peeling. I'm so gross...
Other than that, I did better than everyone on my midterm. Seriously, 4 of 9 americans in my class failed and I got a B. I blame my lack of drinking and skipping class. Go figure. Also, I bought another piece of large Italian jewelry today and I'm madly in love with it. I saw it a few days ago and decided not to spend the money, but couldn't stop thinking about it. So I went back this morning, possibly aided by the fact that I found I'd killed and slept on a dead spider and I needed cheering up.
Firenze next week? I hope so.
Half its body was smooshed, its legs were spread about and I found the other half of it somewhere else in my bed while checking for other insects. Ewwww!! I took a shower, put on clean clothes, made myself a ridiculously huge breakfast with spinach and ricotta tortelini in tomato and parmesian sauce, wonderful cereal with dried fruit, bread and blackberry jam and orange juice. Because I deserved it. I then stripped my bed and put the sheets in the wash. Then discovered the huge spider bite on my arm.
To make it even better, I discovered that my sunburned back (from last weekend) is STILL peeling. I'm so gross...
Other than that, I did better than everyone on my midterm. Seriously, 4 of 9 americans in my class failed and I got a B. I blame my lack of drinking and skipping class. Go figure. Also, I bought another piece of large Italian jewelry today and I'm madly in love with it. I saw it a few days ago and decided not to spend the money, but couldn't stop thinking about it. So I went back this morning, possibly aided by the fact that I found I'd killed and slept on a dead spider and I needed cheering up.
Firenze next week? I hope so.