One part of my dream last night is staying with me today, probably because it's a bit wacky, even for my weird ass. I was in some sort of commune, or vacationing with a bunch of people I didn't really know. We were all gathered in the kitchen, I think making breakfast and just hanging out. I saw a miniscule dog running along the kitchen floor and was completely fascinated. It was about as big as my thumb and it was a Dalmatian. So I'm giggling like a little schoolgirl and watching it run around, exclaiming to other people how awesome it is. I think I told people to be careful not to step on it. Then I picked it up and it turned into a spider, but it was still Dalmatian looking. It starting spinning a web, and then I got freaked out and woke up shortly after. Yes, I'm a freak. The spider part comes from last night's conversation about scary spider experiences, I guess. I was so excited about the tiny dog, and it's nice to recall that exuberance I felt, even if there really is no tiny Dalmatian around to run across my desk and take tiny dumps on it. The dumps would be the size of coffee grounds.
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I want a dog! No spiders, though.
Speaking of bugs, my new house has them. I'm having a meltdown about it. I'm trying to pick a pest control company which is about as exciting as getting a root canal. I really, really, really hate spiders.
On the scary spider front, did you watch Will and Grace last night? They had a funny spider story.
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