A Sting in the Tale

[tahariel]

Last night, after spraying my room liberally with RAID having had a night full of mosquito-fear on Thursday, my sister found a little scorpion sitting outside of my bedroom door. Seriously, this was pretty much how it went down:

Scorpion: Mees Goodwill? Ah 'ave come to KEEL YOU.
Amy: JESUS CHRIST IT'S A LION SCORPION GET IN THE CAR!

My sister can claim otherwise all she likes, BUT SHE WAS FREAKED TOO, OKAY? I ended up going to get the dustpan and brush to escort him out. I totally wore shoes to save my precious toes. (Apparently, the south of France is full of little scorpions, and their sting is no worse than a wasp sting, but I have certain mental associations that I cling to with fervour!)

ANYWAYS, we drove for like NINE HOURS today, with a solid twelve hours from start 'til finish, and I'm in a hotel now to sleep the night before coming back on the Eurotunnel tomorrow morning. And there is free wireless (hurrah!) And also,

25,611 / 100,000 (25.6%)

YAY! You know what this means... smut!

Comments

[pobbit.livejournal.com]

There are some things I really don't want to know about the places I am going to visit. Scorpions is the South of France is one of those things. I too have associations with scorpians. Erk!

Yay for the smut though.

[jaksbin.livejournal.com]

It's a little bit belated, but I just want to note that the scorpion's accent really tickles me! As does Mr. Weasley's "tapping" in the latest film (apparently nobody else in the cinema found it amusing, but I was nearly in tears and felt slightly odd as a result).

Anyway, it was great to see you yesterday! Thank you (again) for everything :)

[tahariel.livejournal.com]

Well, it was a French scorpion :D

You know, I should make you a new icon! What would you like?