This morning, I went to the cup of pens/scissors/rulers/pencils/etcetera to get a pair of scissors. As I grasped the handles, there was a fluttering noise, and then the moth burst from the pen cup, dove to the carpet, rolled under the curtain like some kind of commando, and made good his escape out the balcony door, which is now open.
Don't get me wrong. I'm glad he escaped without being horribly squished (though I bear him some malice for the ten-minute chase last night, as the result of which I now bear several itty bitty bruises on my right knee). I just wish he could have done that last night when I asked him the first time. Politely, even.
Now I'm going to have a talk with the various creepy crawlies possibly inhabiting my new apartment. There are always some. (You're never more than four feet away from a spider.) The terms of the truce simply involve my a) not seeing them building houses inside the walls and b) not being placed in a situation where I might step on one of them barefoot. Aside from that, I'll leave them be. Really.
My house is so bright. *grins* I woke up at 7:30 this morning 'cause the place was so bright it felt like ten or eleven. This might seem like a bad thing, but actually it's good. I mean, I just fall right back to sleep, and really, I should get up earlier on a regular basis, anyway. *nods*
Okay. Nadja coming. Must do some reading. Have paper due on... oh, gods. *headdesk*
EDIT: My phone line? Can dial out, but not in. If anybody desperately needs to get ahold of me, my cell will of course be on.
SECOND EDIT: My bursary came! $600.00. Yay. ^.^