Shenanigans in Wonderland: Dear spider gods,

Dear spider gods,

Please don't spite us for killing your spider babies. They have infested our apartment in their own free, yet ignorant will and we really can't be blamed for trying to make our semi-permanet apartment arachnid free.

Thanks a million,

Residents of Apt. 5

Today began with a spring in my step and the Supremes in my ear. However, I should have known when I found the moth in my tea, that things were all going to go down hill from there. Late two days in a row, crampy and in a generally sick condition I barely lasted through my occasionally interesting 3 hours of lecture. I soon found an unexpected field trip awaiting me on the one day I just wanted to go to bed and chillax and write my ridiculously long paper due friday. Although the free field trip to St. Patricks and Christ Church's Cathedrals was quite interesting, I was also quite finished with this day. I also found myself to be left behind at the last cathedral because I was distracted by the gleam of an absurdly large gold gilded flagon. And I hurried to get to the nearest bus stop, only to miss the bus and wait forever for the next 128 to Rathmines. However I did finally find the ONE leprechaun in Dublin. Although he was a ginger, he was anything but little and spritely. After going to two different stores to find some groceries and a hot water bottle, I missed the bus again. With a long rainy walk home staring me straight in my tired face, I decided today I would cheat on my allergies and eat chocolate. As my shoulder bag began to break, I clutched my disintegrating paper bag of groceries. I stopped and bought a tiny bar of dark chocolate and rushed back to my apartment. Upon turning the corner, on the precipice of my home stretch, I saw the largest perfectly arched rainbow I have ever seen. It literally took all my breath away. Although I was tired, wet, hungry and in general disheartened, this sight made the day a little more livable. In front of my apartment I noticed not only was it a rainbow, but it was at least a triple rainbow! Which is practically unheard of in my home town. As I rummaged for my wallet to find my kea, I thought to myself, "Self, this day can only get better." And then all of my change fell on the cold wet floor. As I clutched my wet belongings and scrambled to pick up my rolling euro I realized, that I had thought too soon, far too soon. Upon making dinner, we found another spider. We ritualistically killed it with a flip flop sending it to join the others who had fought in the Battle to Commandeer Apt 5. Victorious, I said a prayer to the spider gods, hoping to be saved from the vengeful wrath of the spider babies, because after all I just want peace with them. Then I sat down, and it was Chocolate Time. With my plastic green cup of cold Blue Nun wine and a square of dark chocolate in hand, I began to re-account the events of my day here. Though now the chocolate is gone and the wine half empty, I now realize my day wasn't all that bad. So cheers and here's to another savage day in Dublin.