Let's Eat Paste

I should have been keeping track longer so I could have a better post about it. Today it made me laugh when I saw that someone found my site by searching for "robot emotion." I'm sure they found exactly what they were looking for in this old post.

Some other search terms:
"Why am i so lame"

"how do spider eat"

"las vegas graveyard"

"steak eating challenge"

"shoes from gadzooks"

I hope the guy wondering why he was so lame felt a little better about himself after visiting my blog.

This morning I woke up, like I do nearly every morning. I sat down for a second to check email and then tossed my white t-shirt into the laundry basket as I was about to jump in the shower, like I do nearly every morning. As it was hanging over the edge of the basket, I noticed a dark spot on the tail end of the shirt (I know what you're thinking, and no, it's not that). There was a smashed spider on the tail end of the shirt. I thought maybe I had sat on it this morning as I checked my email when I first got up. So I grabbed a tissue to wipe it off and it was dry and encrusted on there as if it'd been like that for a few hours ore more. It was probably about to kill me in my sleep, and then I rolled over on it. Story of my life.