- I had a (fantastic!) photo/video shoot tonight with Scott Richey and filmmaker Jesse Harley. On the way to the shoot I decided I really needed a large tea from Tim Horton’s, forgetting that I had already had one of those today, plus my usual morning pot of Mango Black, and that it’s not generally a great idea for me to have that much caffeine after dark. Hence: 3AM post.
- A month or so ago, I was assaulted in my own living room by a spider the size of my freaking fist (and I have chubby hands). This may not sound so impressive to those in more southerly climes, but up here we don’t get too many house spiders larger than, say, thumbprint-size, so this thing was basically Shelob. Like, really: it was big enough to get on carnival rides.
- I have a huge abscess on the back of my left leg, right in the crease where “thigh” makes the acquaintance of “ass-cheek”, so that both stretching and contracting the underlying muscle – not to mention sitting on it – is hideously uncomfortable. It’s possible that it’s just a pimple or an ingrown hair with an inflated opinion of itself, but I can’t help thinking it’s a bite of some kind…
So: I can’t sleep because I have a small subcutaneous Death Star sending shock waves up and down my left side every time I move; the ill-advised caffeine has made me jittery and paranoid; and all I can do is obsessively check to ensure that the oozing, crawly sensation I feel is all in my head, and the throbbing welt is not actually hatching thousands of tiny spiders that will infest my home and leave me a dried-up, Twilight-Zoned husk.
4. Oh, and in case you missed the tweet, I got a new computer.
That one actually is unrelated.