when you got that spiderbite on your hand
If you happened to be driving down Fremont yesterday night, and you happened to see a girl standing in the rain tearing her left shoe and sock off and searching through them like mad, sorry if I disturbed you. To those of you who insisted there was nothing in my shoe, I'll have you know that I woke up this morning with a bite the size of a small island nation on my ankle. It hurt like hell.
Happy birthday Bill,Brendan, and coffee delivery guy. Presents of various assortments for everyone.
Posted by Sonya at September 17, 2002 03:41 PM