once

my mom was getting ready for something, maybe church and one of those centepede thousand-legger things ran over her foot. not the million leggers, the bigger ones that look scarier and move way faster. she didn't even freak out, she just got it with a kleenex and threw it away.

i hate those things, even though i'm a biologist and i know they don't bite. in fact, they are good, they eat spiders and other bugs. that's why they hang out in basements. but all those weird legs moving in sync. heebie jeebies. bleh.