I drank 2 glasses of champagne last night while preparing and eating dinner and watching Gilmore Girls. I have the most shocking hangover this morning and feel like a drank a bottle of tequila and partied till 4am. I'd like to stand under a stream of hot water but that bloody spider is still there so I have to take more neurofen and then find a large bowl (the mixing bowl?) to capture the monster. It's not that I even mind it being in the shower with me but I am worried the steam will make the walls slippery and it will slide down into the water with me. Eeww.
I told the girls I was fragile and that there was industrial action being taken on the domestic front. I wasn't doing anything today except going to see HP3 (Miss S missed out last week so we'd agreed on a rerun). Claire has a nice comment on the swiss approach to industrial action.
I couldn't resist sharing this piece from the Tribune de Genéve today: "About 2000 civil servants demonstrated in Geneva Thursday evening against proposed cantonal budget cuts. Marchers left from place Neuve at about 5:30pm and gathered outside the Hotel de Ville in the old town where a parliamentary session was underway." Only in Switzerland would public servants wait til AFTER work finishes to conduct their quiet, civilised protest! The Swiss: quiet, organised, efficient, perhaps boring, but NEVER disruptive! Here's further evidence, again from today's paper: (The big soccer/football competition Euro 2004 is dominating advertising and media everywhere as Europe prepares for the huge event) "As Euro 2004 in Portugal approaches, authorities in Lausanne have laid down rules aimed at keeping the city peaceful in wake of the games. Football fans will be allowed to celebrate after matches, but not too much. Supporters will be free to hoot their car horns for 60 minutes after games have ended but must then be quiet."Update: spider relocated to front porch
Oh.My.God. Huntsmen are among the things that pop immediately to my mind when I think of Australia. I also think of sharks, crazy deadly jellyfish, and a host of other creepies that the media can't help but mention whenever the country is featured in a travel or lifestyle article.
I seriously don't love spiders. We have the brown recluse here, the bite of which will either kill you or eat away large portions of your skin and musculature. Lord knows what I'd do if I ever found one in my shower.
Posted by: Marsha | Monday, 21 June 2004 at 05:00 AM
Post another entry quickly so that the awful photo of the spider disappears - yuk.
Anne
Posted by: anne | Wednesday, 23 June 2004 at 12:36 AM