Friday, blessed Friday’s
Today was a abnormally good day. Mostly because Friday = last day of work ’till Monday. A few other things made it better then average tho. This morning I, for the first time, loaded semi with the fork-lift. I was very relieved to finish loading all 12 pallets without adding a extra point of entry, or a few gaping holes in the side. We got more customers then normal today, possibly due to the rain last night. Sadly the average number of customers who want bagged wheat is around 3-4 per day. Work generally gets more exciting as business speeds up, so hopefully it’ll stay busy.
So today went great – till I came home that is. As I went out to take my numerous pairs of pants off the clothes line I was humming to myself and thinking of my plans to party this weekend at Josh’s house. It was then that i was attacked by a HUGE GINORMOUS flying wasp. It had to be at least this big |——————————————-|
It took me down much in the same way a mountain lion grabs hold of a deer’s neck, instantly killing it. I lay there dazed on the grass for a few moments before slowly regaining consciousness at which time my instincts took hold and carried me very quickly screaming bloody murder to the kitchen where Aunt Rebbecca kindly put some kind of white powdery stuff that pretty much saved my life. I later had to carefully go out and extract the 2 remaining pairs of pants, which I was able to do without getting bit again.
-Well time to go party!
yeah, and I came around with some large rags to mop up the blood, cause i didn’t want the grass to be stained. oh, and yes, i’m just really proud of you for not creating large punctures. you know, you don’t accomplish that every day. hehe