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Noreia. Lives in United States/California, sometimes Steiermark, Austria/something bored teenagers say when they speak useless words into brick walls of cotton candy, speaks English and German. Eye color is green. I am what my mother calls unique. I am also creative. My interests are creative writing, fiction, reading, college student, strange/cat power, mogwai, arap strap, dresden dolls, white oleander, the earth, my butt, and other big, round things, welcome to the dollhouse, weirdos.
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Saturday, October 25, 2003

the aspiring hick. (spider.)

last spring, when i was taking classes at a community college, i used to meet up with sam, my only friend there, every few days. we'd walk around campus, or sit at a table, laughing about some random story i'd tell about spike and denise, or about something new his friends had blown up over the weekend.

one day, sam was animatedly telling me a story about some huge gathering of his friends which probably involved lots of dirt and some kind of explosive, when, in the middle of a sentence, he said, "by the way, there's a bug on your head. so anyway . . ."

"wait!" i said. "you can't just say there's a bug on my head and keep talking! get it off!"

so grudgingly, sam gave up his story for a moment and came over to look for the bug on my head. but it was gone. "i think it was a spider," he said. "it probably fell down your shirt."

great, i thought.

and he went on with his story.

later that day, after i'd been at home for maybe half an hour, i remembered the bug and went in the bathroom and looked down my shirt. sure enough, there was bobby-joe spider -- a little tiny brown guy   -- still alive, and waving at me.

okay, so he wasn't waving. i mean, he could have been. he was so small, and i was kind of trying to see around my chin.

and i saved bobby-joe spider's life. out of my shirt, into the garden.

kind of like that time when i was a kid and got a ladybug stuck in my       ear . . .

but that's another story.

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