||[Mar. 30th, 2011|08:58 pm]
Just So days out, where it's not too hot and not too cold, and you can literally smell the foliage next to you? And you can't help but smile? You know .... ?You know when you're walking down a long sidewalk, next to budding bushes of some kind or another, and it's one of those |
And then you hear a sound that can only be described as someone shaking a plastic Easter egg containing sizable hunk of chocolate, or maybe a nickel, inside of it? And it enters your subconscious and you frown and think "WTF was that intrusion on my little piece of rainbow and unicorns?" And then the answer comes buzzing right at your face in the form of, I don't even know what the fuck, ok, but it's black, with red eyes (yes, RED!), and a hard shell, and noticeably thick ass jointed black legs with spikes sticking out of it ? And you would swear... seriously SWEAR in a court of law... that it's disgusting hairy jointed legs were pointing at your eyeball in ninja fashion ? right? Causing you to - in one sort of spazzy movement - scream-jump-scream again-convulse-drop everything you're holding so you can karate chop this monster beast bug-while hopping around and flailing like you're having a fit of epilepsy...? You know?
And then you realize that the all-window building behind you is your place of employment, where one or several of your co-workers just witnessed this, um, EPISODE, and *probably* didn't see the miniature heathen bug sent from hell that, literally, just tried to kill you... thus, justifying your actions?
And then you realize that you still have, at least, 150 feet (of shame) to walk before you can retreat the the relative safety of your vehicle. and die a little?
*sighs* yeah. I hate it when that happens.