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Last night a bunch of us were sitting around Jake's apartment, talking about opening a restaurant. Jake would be in charge of the food, Val would make the bread, and I'd be behind the bar. The conversation was going great until Jake said, "I don't know, though. Putting samantha in charge of the alcohol would be like putting me in charge of the naked ladies."
Which is probably true, but still.

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I just took a shower with a spider, which is so not code for a new boy. (I'm not bringing any more of those home until I figure a few things out.) I've got my contacts out tonight, and so I didn't notice the spider until I went to get the washcloth. Which just goes to show how bad my eyes are, because lord, it was a big one.

Now, I'm usually ok with spiders. I just don't like them sneaking up on me in the shower.