For some reason (possibly because we didn’t really have a winter this past winter), all the moths in the world have appeared. Today at work I escorted approximately twelve hundred of them outside (or perhaps the same one twelve hundred times, but I don’t think so), but there were still about twelve hundred more dead on the carpet, poor things.
I have been making mad progress on Seeing Red lately. It’s always so exciting (as I may previously have mentioned several times) when a story has become long enough to graduate to its second file ^__^
Tomorrow I will see Zombie Girl! And I think that’s about all I have to say right now.
I like that you counted them all.
My sister has an irrational fear of moths. She says they always go for your throat and she freaks out when she sees one flying around. Very amusing.
I’ve met several people afraid of moths, and I’m always like BUT THEY’RE SO SWEEEEET. What can you do?