Attack of the Killer Beetle
Had lunch with etherealily today, not in a Ladies Who Lunch way, but in a slacker student Subway way, and then as we left the downtown mall a giant insect flew right past us. We shrieked, mildly, and then Liz pointed out that the giant insect was, in fact, a giant killer beetle which was now attached to my shirt, and I shrieked, loudly. It made hissing noises like it wanted to eat me!! Liz, brave soul that she is, attempted to prise the beetle away, but I kept squealing and leaping away, to the eternal amusement of the old men drinking in the pub nearby. Eventually I bashed at the beetle with my Subway cup, losing all my Coke and spraying Liz with it, but the beetle fell off. I smote my enemy in the ice and then ran away.
Then I bothered Liz at her office job and left notes from fictional characters all over her computer monitor. Summer holidays are A Great Thing.