Dance dance dance! Auburn won last week, 48 to 7. (I’m just gonna type out the score lazy-like from now on; I’m tired of drawing up the score all cool and making a link, yada yada). Anyhoo, yay!!! And yes, I know it was just western Kentucky, but us Auburn fans are hard-up for victories.
I really don’t like spiders. Apparently Renton doesn’t, either. I came out of my room one morning to find no less than three huge half-eaten spider carcasses in the dining room. Eww, I don’t know what’s worse, knowing those kind of spiders are in my apartment, or knowing my cat kills and ingests them for fun.
That’s one thing I’ve noticed about Fort Payne; they have a bunch of interesting, different bugs. Nope, not your normal houseflies and mosquitoes for this town. It is like Entomology 101 outside my apartment door. As I type, outside my door there lies a dead walking stick, cicada, grasshopper, beetle, various gnats, and a dead bird that the neighbor’s cat contributed, but that doesn’t count. At least they’re dead. The spiders in my apartment are alive and kicking, until they meet up with Renton the Spider Killer.