Yay Friday means I can wear jeans to work! I did some braids on one side so I wouldn't have the same lazy wet-hair-thrown-back-in-a-bun look I often resort too when I don't have time to blowdry.
I'm reading the Percy Jackson series right now. I'm almost to the end of the second book, and enjoying it a lot. I only wish the weather would was a little nicer. There's something about summer and reading fluff that goes oh so well together. I think it stems from my tendency to reread the Harry Potter series every summer after I hopped on the bandwagon (around the time the fourth book came out), finishing with the newest book. Unfortunately, the warm weather is incredibly elusive and sporadic so far this year. Yesterday I actually turned the heat on upon arriving home to find Tori wearing a sweatshirt and wrapped in three blankets.
I just had to take a break to smoosh a little spider chilling next to my power chord on the floor next to me. I don't like spiders, and am getting pretty adept at killing them. My preferred method is with a shoe, Tori's if possible, but if I have to use one of my it has to be little-worn and sturdy like my camo keds slipons. I strike fast and firm, usually three times to ensure victory. But one thing I can't bring myself to get used to is picking up the carcass. Most of the the time I just leave it, and wait until it's really shriveled. Then I try to get someone else to dispose of it. One tricky little minx that managed to get on the side of my mattress one night got smashed on the floor under my bed, and I'm gonna level with you, it's still there. It's been there for probably close to a month now.