Who sleeps in these days?

Memorial Day: an excuse to sleep in without feeling guilty (and remember all those who have died in the service of the country, of course).

So what did I do?

Yes, the clock reads 6:20 AM...and this clock is 9 minutes fast.

Let me just preface this with the statement that the human body is an amazing thing. And now I'll just ask...why? All I have to say is that I did not choose to wake up at 5:40, then 6:00, then 6:10. I did my best to lull myself back to sleep and remain motionless until noon. Evidently my body did not agree with my Memorial Day plans.

So what did I do instead? Well, let's just say I have my most creative moments in the wee hours of the morning after getting some power-sleep. I'm sure my roommate will appreciate this burst of creativity. Mainly just the free verse poem and the chant that I wrote to welcome her back to the apartment after she was gone this weekend. (Note: I use "creative" in a very liberal sense.)

Now on to a more important tangent... Beetles are gross. Bugs are creepy. Anything living thing with legs that will move after they are dismembered is utterly and completely disgusting. Spiders are the worst. In fact, the hierarchy of creepy crawly evilness is as follows: Spiders > Cockroaches > Bees > Monster Mosquitoes > Gigantuous Flies > Beetles, etc, etc. If I see one of these super-creepy bugs, I will scream and there is no preventing that.

Despite these fears, I am not a killer. If I must kill, I kill out of necessity and fear for my life. There is a fine line that these little creatures must cross before I will kill them. First, I will kill any spiders that I see. Why? Because they're spiders! I shouldn't even have to answer that question. Second, I will never kill a bee because bees can retaliate and hurt me if I don't kill them in the first attempt. Third, if it is a relatively harmless insect who happened to wander into my presence through pure accident, I most likely will release it back into the wild from whence it came. Fourth, I will always kill flies because they spread disease. Fifth and finally, if I find a bug anywhere in my room...especially in my bed!...it is sooo dead.

This is what happened last night. I found a little beetle trespassing on my bed and I killed that little bugger. I didn't scream. I felt no guilt. Dead and done. Now compare that to the beetle I found crawling on my kitchen floor later that night. I could almost detect innocence as I looked into its 800 eyes, so I set it free. I'm so kind. The end.