i'm a murderer..

last night, i was accosted by a bug the size of my thumb. i caught it in a jar.. i was grossed out and fascinated at the same time. i wanted to take pictures, but it wouldn't stay still~ so i shook it. it was going crazy, trying to dig it's way out of the jar... so i couldn't get a good picture. so i kept shaking it and shaking it, and finally it stopped moving. i thought it was just scared stiff, but alas... i had killed it. i felt this wave of guilt rush over me. seriously~ i felt so evil. i didn't mean to!

i have pictures of it, but after realizing that i killed it just to take pictures, i felt it would be wrong to post them. sorry bug. didn't mean to kill you.. x(

i was up til 3:30 working on my outline (that i didn't finish, of course). i had to wake up at 6:30 to get a ride from my brother in law b/c i don't have a car. (it broke down). i will be here, hopefully til about 7PM working on school stuff.

it's been a long week..

wait a minute, is it only monday????