YES the spider is still trapped under a bucket and i have no intention of moving anywhere near it until i'm sure it has suffered death by starvation which i realise is cruel but, really, i have no other irrational phobias, i think i'm okay with claiming insanity on this one. (oh i'm afraid of many things, but most of them are rational fears - i know full well that norwegian spiders can't hurt me even as much as a regular gnat, but knowledge doesn't overrule PANIC.)
(is this epic spider battle story making me any more interesting? no? yes?)
also:
stood on the doorstep of fancy lingerie shop today intending to actually have my chest measured and given a bra that fits for the first time in my life, chickened out. it takes a special kind of day to be okay with strangers feeling me up. (i'm disappointingly boring that way.) seriously, i have no idea what size i'm supposed to be, i picked one at random as a 14 y/o and have stuck with the same ever since. (it's sad.)
(is this epic spider battle story making me any more interesting? no? yes?)
also:
stood on the doorstep of fancy lingerie shop today intending to actually have my chest measured and given a bra that fits for the first time in my life, chickened out. it takes a special kind of day to be okay with strangers feeling me up. (i'm disappointingly boring that way.) seriously, i have no idea what size i'm supposed to be, i picked one at random as a 14 y/o and have stuck with the same ever since. (it's sad.)
wynnifred:
my good friend is a bra fitter.... it's really not that bad. they don't get over friend and really barely touch you. when you're in a better space you should go back and try again 