This friendly fella came squiggling out of my shirt as I was putting it on:
The perils of drying your clothes outside, but at least there’s no scorpion worry here like I grew up with Arizona. (And here I should make a joke about how there are no scorpions because the Chinese ate them all. But I won’t–I’m above that.)
Tough chick that I am, I trapped it beneath my hairspray cap and ran for the camera. And because I am such a tough chick, I certainly didn’t let out a high-pitched shriek as this insect tumbled over me, or jitter my body around in a grossed-out version hokey pokey. Oh, no.
Tough chicks save the Insect Hokey Pokey for cockroaches. *shudder*
I was worried that this was going to be a spider when I first clicked on it. These are here too- they get into Eileen’s room and she freaks out.