As I was putting my blazer on a hanger today, I was startled by my friend, Cricket. He sat patiently on my floor as I grabbed a tissue and escorted him to my toilet--I felt he would serve a much better purpose there. So now, Cricket is probably wandering somewhere deep within the San Antonio Water System pipes. It's too bad, I'll miss the times we spent together. Though, I'm sure I'll be seeing his family soon--somewhere amidst the hundreds of thousand crickets that have been roaming San Antonio lately. It is quite incredible how many of them there are. I don't remember there being this many here last year. In fact, I don't remember seeing them at all last year. Once the sun starts to set, they all appear. At work it's pretty bad. I've seen crickets on the 20th floor of the hotel. They must just hop onto the elevator or something.
I just saw another cricket walking around in my room. I have no idea how they get in here. They're sneaky creatures, that's for sure. And they're quite harmless but I send them away nonetheless--I don't like the thought of having little bugs wandering around my new apartment. I think they sit outside my door at night and wait for me to not pay attention when I walk in or out, then they sneak in. How inconsiderate!
Then, while I was at work today, I found a butterfly. It was dead, but it was beautiful. So what do I do? I keep it. It's sitting on my counter right now. I don't really know what to do with it. I feel like I ought to frame it or something...don't really know how to go about doing that.
Today, I met a man from Napoli, or Firenze, Italy. It was fun talking to him. A while back, I started to learn Italian, only a couple phrases, but I couldn't remember anything. He told me I was "bellissimo!" (sp?) and told me I must marry an Italian man because he will be "full of love" and "work very hard" (he said this all with his Italian accent). Well shoot, looks like I need to go to Italy to find myself the man of my dreams. It might have to wait a year or two though.
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