January 27, 2005

Bitter Silence

And the little spider in the upper corner of the living room must think I am nuts, I must be, because spiders don`t think, and intelligent humans would never even use one second of their time to think about it... Poor little spider, I have no heart to kill her. I`ll adopt her as my pet. At least no one will stole her...

What the hell, try it, it is a good sarchastic feeling.. Honey, I am home.

Then, absolute silence, you make a cup of tea and open a book. That is the only conversation you`ll get. Oh well, at least one can pick an interesting one.

What are you laughing at?

5 comments:

Edo said...

What am I laughing at? I lauging at the fact that I do exactly the same. Only diference is that I have a mouse in the room.

Anonymous said...

Talking to a spider is no harm to anyone. The problems begin when the spider talks back.

Talya said...

Ooooops.

Anonymous said...

I'm guessing the spider talked back.

Talya said...

No. She ignored me. But I kept staring at her, and at some point was some sort of surprised that she didn´t talk back.

Does it count?