Monday morning... must be time for an embarrassing story.

[kellinator]

So Friday evening I swing by to pick up 10dimensions, and as we're walking out the door, I notice her cat Puar has a little toy.

A snake. A baby snake. About the size of a shoelace. A totally insignificant, harmless snake. There is only one person on earth who would be scared of this snake.

And she's standing right there.

kellinator (jumping up and down): EEEEEEEEEEEK!!! Motherfuckin' snake!! Motherfuckin' snake!! What do we do?!
10dimensions (utterly bored): We let Puar kill it. Come on, get in the car.

Comments

[renaissancekat.livejournal.com]

Heh! I had an incident on Friday night... peripheral vision catches moving object, turn head and before my brain had even registered fully what it was the next thing I knew I was screaming bloody murder, jumping up on my chair and having a complete attack of the willies.

Turns out it was a three foot long black racer that's been roaming our yard recently; he was some two yards from me when I panicked. The good news? Not poisonous. The bad news? The adrenaline wouldn't die down for hours.

Having a horrid snake phobia is really no fun.

[kellinator.livejournal.com]

I've got probably the worst one I've ever seen. It's not quite as bad as it used to be -- repeated viewings of Survivor helped -- but I still have the worst one I've ever seen.