A giant bug.

Every day I learn something new. Here's what I learned today:
I am the BIGGEST girl when it comes to insects or arachnids. I HATE them. I went outside for a moment earlier and came back inside without a care in the world. I sat down on the ground at Jerry's new apartment and ate a tortilla chip, while telling a funny story. My arm brushed my shirt and felt a lump on it, so instinctively, I grabbed at the lump to get it off of my shirt and throw it away, thinking it was a hairball or something of sorts. I picked the lump off, only to realize that it was a giant, slimy, black, beetle just hanging out. No pun intended. I screamed like an 8 year old girl and flung it across the room. I shrieked for about 4 minutes straight, flailing my arms and begging Grace to check me for bugs, in tears. I then wound up in the fetal position screaming and crying like a little girl. Jerry found it and killed it... Or so we thought. He then looked over at it and exclaimed, "It's ALIVE!".. Not something that I needed to hear. The screaming and shrieking then began all over again. Jerry picked up the container that he had placed the bug in and took it to the bathroom, disposing of the creature. Jerry laughed at me incessantly.
So... I am a tomboy, but in times like this, my girlie side comes out.
I'm scarred for life.

Signing off for now,
Simply Sam.