Let's see. I finished reading Everyone In This Room Will Someday Be Dead this morning and it totally fucked me up. In a good way? A bad way? Who can say, really. I guess I could, but I can't really articulate it. The more I sit with it the more I try to come to terms with the impact it had on me. I'm going to try to write something out about it, but it's a 5/5 for me on GoodReads (my review might clarify some things quickly if you don't want to wait). The author also lives in Ottawa, which makes me really want to try to meet her, so if you know her and can introduce me, I'd love the chance to pick her brain on it. If not, that's fine too. I don't feel really confident going out of my way with too much effort to try and meet her, and don't expect anyone else to put in that work for me.
I put a bit more time into some MerchTable discovery work as well. Having conversations about new areas that interest me is really invigorating. In fact, I sat down to write some long self-aggrandizing piece of work after I finished “Everyone In This Room”, but decided instead that I would get caught up on conversations I kept paused longer than I wanted to. It actually did a lot to bolster my mood and help me avoid spinning into a pretty shitty spiral I know I was trending towards. So good job….life? Me? The people I'm asking questions of? We Were Promised Jetpacks' first album?
Let's just say all of the above.
I'm going to bake brownies today and make fresh pico de gallo and guacamole for the fish tacos I'm planning on making for dinner tonight.
I'm glad it doesn't really smell like smoke outside anymore, but when I went to open the back door I noticed an alarming amount of baby spiders on the frame of the door. I welcome them and assume they were just recently hatched, but it didn't give me a lot of good feelings about leaving the door open. We have a good amount of indoor house spiders that keep the ants at bay, these ones can stay outside and work on the mosquitos instead.
Do you ever stop and think to yourself that surely everyone must have similar thoughts as you, but quickly become concerned that if everyone did then no one would accomplish anything and as a species we would've died off sometime around 14,000BC?
My partner just informed me the spiders have congregated into spider balls. I looked it up and found this:
“Spiderlings have a strong aggregation instinct, they still have large abdominal yolk reserves and do not eat for a few days. Instead, they make a communal web by weaving threads upwards of the cocoon and hug each other in a tight ball in the middle of the web until all their yolk is reabsorbed.”
I don't know how to feel about that.
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