Who cares anyways?

So I am sitting here writing, and I notice something from the corner of my blurry contact. Yikes, a not so pretty looking fat spider. Just carefully walking across the cordless phone base. Not too concerned about me and the school newsletter that I grasp in my hand. First instinct is to nail it with the paper and clean it's juicy body parts up when I am done. Instead, I instantly think about Jillian and her love for spiders. How excited she would be right now examining that spider. Needless to say I just redirected it by blowing on it's hairy ass. Now I am going to be sitting here wondering if it will do me the favor back and leave me alone. Just a thought.
On another note, I have a confession. I have been messing with Paul on their websites. Posting as anonymous so he wont know it is me. It appears that someone else has joined in with the fun as well by posting anonymous. How can he not know it is me? I finally told Jeremy tonight that it was me, of course he said that he knew it. Whatever! He did give me some pointers on how to keep my cover longer. My goal is to make sure that Paul doesn't figure out it is me, and that he doesn't attempt to like me. That would be cruel. And although cruelty at times can be fun to think about, action or steps to play it out is not my thing. I finally feel like I have a level playing ground with him. Because he knows nothing about me, because I am anonymous. Before he would taunt me based on whatever his assumptions were. Now I can make believe whoever I think he wants me to be. Hehehehe.

Anyways I really don't feel like being deep right now. I just wanna be me, for all that's worth. Which these days, is a lot.

~Cheers