We <3 our Lurkers, Hate Bugs in this Open Thread

We’re all done with Tuesday and turning the place over to you all to chat it up in the open threads.  I don’t want to speak too soon, but I think the registration bug is fixed now, I’ve been getting notifications of new members again.  So if you’ve been hesitating or got the Blank Screen of DOOOOOOM when you tried to sign-up, give it another shot and jump in the conversation below.

I’ve spent the day trying to find a giant wasp that flew in the house when my dad stopped by.  In the process of looking for it, I stumbled across one of those big, hairy, jumping spiders that are as small as a fly and as scary as Daleks.  If my posts are late tomorrow, the bugs won.

To take my mind off the multi-legged creatures plotting my death, here’s a little Bjork to get us all in the mood for commenting.

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[E] Selena MacIntosh*

Selena MacIntosh is the owner and editor of Persephone Magazine. She also fixes it when it breaks. She is fueled by Diet Coke, coffee with a lot of cream in it, and cat hair.

34 thoughts on “We <3 our Lurkers, Hate Bugs in this Open Thread”

  1. I go out of town for a week and I miss all the troll attacks?! I feel like the dude with the bow and arrow who was late to the battle and had to just mope around while all the others talked about how Awesome the fight was. :(

    At least I had a sandwich last night? That I didn’t even have to make myself! And it came with a smoothie!

    I’ll try not to miss all the fun next time. :)

  2. It’s been AGES since I commented here. Was on holidays and then I started my new job – I feel good and happy about it, but it’s really tiring. So much new info in so short time – wow. But I’m going to work with cool robots – yay :).

  3. To echo a lot of other commenters- spiders and wasps and other bugs are scary! I konw it’s completely irrational, but I still get freaked out when I see a spider (and we don’t have poisonous spiders where I live).

    Wasps are scary because they sting. I still remember how much that mother hurt when I would get stung as a child. While I’m sure I’m remembering it differently than it really happened and it’s not as bad as all that- I never want to get stung again.

    In short- I feel your pain Selena.

    1. The spiders in my house have come to a quiet truce, under the concept of my enemy’s enemy, is my friend.

      Since I freak out at the sight of any insects, they eat them for me, and I quietly ignore them. : )

      Our co-existence is working out very well!

  4. Spider and a wasp? Eep. Raid became a very good friend of mine last year, though i hear hairspray does neat things, too.

    The Blossom household functions on the bargain that Mr Blossom (who is terrified by spiders) kills the wasps and that i, Mrs Blossom (terrified by wasps), kill the spiders (or in a fit of mercy, will throw them out the window).

    1. according to Freudian psychology, it’s because they look like public hair.
      According to my Australian friends, it’s because they’re nasty poisonous bastards.
      Not sure what the excuse is for the rest of us is:)

    2. This will sound silly, but I’ve been terrified of them ever since I accidentally pushed a potato bug to its death – I was trying to scoot it out of the way so it wouldn’t get stepped on and accidentally pushed it off the porch and into a spider web. I saw this huge brown spider start crawling towards it and just had this really visceral reaction, and I’ve been terrified of them ever since. I’m aware that most of them can’t hurt me, but they’re the subject of some recurring nightmares and I’m profoundly afraid of them.

  5. The wasp is still here, hanging out on the window in my foyer. Thinking of ways to kill me in my sleep, I’m sure.

    Know that scene in The Unicorn and the Wasp where Donna Noble is faced with an eight foot wasp and is still a badass? Picture a two inch wasp and the complete opposite of what Donna Noble did.

    They only live for two weeks. If I ration things, I can wait it out.

  6. After a bit of a shaky start to the week, I had a pretty good Tuesday! It’s my last week of my internship and the two people I work most closely with commented on how helpful I was and how much I helped with all the people we had to get through. Yay! I hope they remember that after I get my bar results.

    Also, I kinda stopped eating dinner. I get home a little after 6 and have a snack, like string cheese. Then a couple hours later I eat dessert (right now I have red velvet cake left over from Mother’s Day), and then I go to bed. It’s weird, because I usually really love eating.

    And now “Friday” is stuck in my head. Thanks a lot, you crappy episode of Glee.

    1. oooh- giant ants scare me too! They used to drop off the ceiling onto me as a kid while I was sleeping, or crawl into my shorts on the floor and then bite me when I put them on- hate giant ants! Whenever I squish them I am afraid others will smell the dead one and come on the war path, because National Geographic said they can do that

  7. For the past week or so I’ve been wanting to ambush my temporary coworker/sexytime friend at work and get down, but it’s always been something I didn’t think I could summon the guts to do. He came over bitching about his fellow cashiers a few minutes before I was due to leave and I thought ‘ENOUGH OF THIS’ and dragged him into a dark stairwell for lightning-fast makeouts. He was surprised and I was happy and it capped off a pretty shit day in a nice way.

    The point of this post: There are many ways to make working retail bearable, here is mine, lol.

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