Sushi (sushimustwrite) wrote,

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Phone call with Mum

Mum called a few minutes ago. She tried to call earlier, but I had my cell phone on silent. She eventually called my room phone around fifteen minutes ago (10pm). During this time, I stepped out into the hall because Renu was napping. Also during this conversation, Hannah stepped into the hall, looked at the door across the hall from hers, and shrieked.

"What is it?" I asked.

"A spider! It's huge!" she exclaimed before running away.

I looked at it. Sure enough, it was about two inches big and halfway up the corner of the door. I ran into my room (Renu had woken up; I explained the whole thing to her), grabbed a sandal (one of the dilapidated ones), and returned with it. By this time, about five people had crowded around the spider. I handed the sandal to one of them, who slapped the spider and handed the sandal back to me. Success.

Also, before I got off the phone, I told Mum I had to get off because I was getting ready for a frat party, making sure to include details. Since we all know how much truth is in this (for those new to my story: absolutely none), I found Mum's reaction to be hilarious. "Getting drunk?" she nearly yelled into the phone. "You better not be!"

To which I laughed and told her that I just found her assumption that I would always be in at ten on Friday night amusing. Hannah heard this part on the way back in her room and said, "Hey, it happens to the best of us."

Indeed it does.
Tags: agnesfall2006-1, conversations, family

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