So recently I posted a story about my housemate and i slaying a centipede in the bathroom, the account replete with an array of gory pede pics. I will spare you the pictures this time (in fact, I neglected to take any because this is just everyday life here) but this week has been ridiculous. There has literally been at least one large arachnid or exoskeleton bearer per day here in the downstairs of the house. If its not in my room, its somewhere else. Night before last there was a centipede in Jasmine's room, then last night she had a cane spider... then i walked into my room and a fat centipede was roaring across my floor - I lunged and pegged him down with the closest implement at hand: an infrequently used curling iron. What a way to go. Jasmine came to my aid and fetched the trusty leatherman... which ended that ordeal. Then as i was sitting on the couch outside my room, I saw a cane spider go running across the floor, apparently hellbent on entering my bedroom. I ran to fend him off- but he outran me. To the best of my knowledge, he is still beneath my bed even as I am writing this from atop it. You win some, you lose some. But there is some you'd rather lose than others! I'd rather lose a cane spider under my bed than any of the other critters, thats for sure.
Tonight was the icing on the cake, when as i was talking to a friend outside my room, i noticed a familiar and nefarious shape above the baseboard... a scorpion. As if we haven't had our quota of distressing arachnids this week! I smashed him with Jasmine's new shoe from American Eagle:) Another great way to go. Guess she can consider those broken in now. I think that in Hawaii, a slipper (our term for flip-flops) isn't a good slipper till you've used it to kill something!
So yeah, anyway- its been a great summer...
