An Old Friend offers Support

I've been sharing my worries with my friends, who are all scattered to hell across the continent. The most supportive has been my elementary school crush. I don't recall the details but my first fantasy had something to do with this girl and karate, which I was really impressed that she knew.
We've only had a handful of moments together but they were all quite memorable. She's hilarious and she has some other very special qualities that I shouldn't mention, since she's got a nice boyfriend and a big mean dog. Not to mention a college degree and a neat apartment with big window like she always liked. I'm envious.
Anyway, I thank her for her kind words.

My Baby Left me for an Internet Crush

Here she is on my bed, in his forum.

a day in the life

a timelapse short I made last spring

Smoke

Pipe, I love the as my life ;
By thee I mean to choose a wife.
Pipe, thy color let me find,
In her skin, and in her mind.
Let her have a shape as fine ;
Let her breath be sweet as thine ;
Let her, when her lips I kiss,
Burn like thee, to give me bliss ;
Let her in some smoke or other,
All my failings kindly smother.
When to study I incline,
Let her aid be such as thine ;
Let her live to give delight
Ever warm and ever bright ;
Let her deeds, whene'er she dies,
Mount as incense to the skies.

c. 1894 featured in a gentleman's magazine, author unkown

A Spectre's Visage

"Christ! What was that thing? Something transparent just shot across the floor and went strait into the wall!" A small insect disturbs a room full of full grown men in military uniform.

We had these creatures in my barracks at prep school. I didn't encounter them often, but I vividly remember those times when one would sprint across our shiny, dust-free linoleum with obvious situational awareness. It was uncanny how these fluttery massless collections of legs always made the right move. Nobody ever caught or stomped one.

Years later, just the other day, I managed to catch one in my own house and take its picture.

Scutigera is its genus name. It's a tropical centipede. But it's so good at what it does that it has spread into colder climates by hanging out in places that we heat heat during the winter. I have a theory that their tiny eggs are often distributed by humans, like myself, who habitually leave their clothes on the floor.

What is does is kill. It's an nocturnal ambush predator with compound eyes and poison fangs. My casual observation is that it moves faster than other terrestrial insect and has dragonfly quality vision, it has an acute sense for vibration, with it's rear most set of legs adapted into psudo-antenna. It has cool barbs on it's knees and alternating tiger colors throughout.

I let her go outside. And was glad to see her a week later. She was hunting on the stone face of my exterior wall and sharing territory with a massive spider.