I killed her. I noticed her when I was brushing my teeth and I drowned her in window cleaning spray.
She was a huge-ass spider, sort of minding her own business next to the toilet seat.
I felt kinda bad after I killed her – at least I think I killed her, I didn’t check for pulse -, seeing her twitch and try to to run to a safe place, little did she know that the poison was already working it’s way through her system. I got a bit sad after that, maybe that’s how alien invasion movies come to be, we put ourselves into the spider’s/Indians/rain-forests position and swap the cleaning spray with a Mothership and a death-ray. But what was I to do? Let her live and spawn dozens of cute eight-legged critters? Spend 10 minutes trying to get her out of the house?
The moral high-ground comes at a cost.

So Maria was here for a few days, hence my lack of updates. We played Hearthstone and League of Legends, watched movies,played Rock Band with Kyle and Jana, I leveled up my cooking skills (now I can include pasta in my CV) and had a great time all around. I have not progressed much on the things-I-have-to-do list, tomorrow I will finish up some applications and work on my LinkedIn profile.

(ugh, I am NOT looking forward to it)

~Garret