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truepennyI'm not real fond of insects.
Last night I found another crawly thing with too many legs; this morning I dreamed that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
papersky, rysmiel, and zorinth (along with many of my other favorite people) were in town for a convention, and that they had come by to fetch me for something-or-other. Of course, I wasn't ready (this was also trying to be one of those dreams that I get occasionally, where I'm late for something and I can't find any underwear, or, as in this case, my bra straps had unthreaded themselves), and so while I was trying to get dressed, I was telling Papersky about my insect encounter of the previous evening. (Rysmiel and Zorinth were waiting outside, for reasons that will make sense in a minute.)
She said, "What d'you mean, a 'crawly thing with too many legs'?"
"I don't know," I said. "More than eight and less than a hundred."
She produced a book on insects from somewhere about her person and started flipping through it. After a moment, she said, "Could it have been an India-Rubber Beetle?"
"I don't think it was a beetle," I said dubiously.
"Well, come look." And I went out into the living room where she was sitting, where she was holding--not a book with color plates, which was what I'd been expecting--but a paper towel with dirt and dead leaves and a long sort of centipede-esque thing and a fat white grub. (Do beetles HAVE grubs? Oh well, maybe India-Rubber Beetles do.)
"No," I said, "that's not it," and went back into the bedroom.
At this point, Rysmiel and Zorinth came in, and I heard Rysmiel say, "Oh dear, the grub is escaping. We'd best catch it," and Zorinth say indignantly, "It isn't a grub!" Clearly, they'd been outside collecting more fauna.
And that's when I turned around and saw on my dresser this amber-colored thing the size of my thumb that looked like a cross between an ant and a wasp. And woke up.
Last night I found another crawly thing with too many legs; this morning I dreamed that
papersky, rysmiel, and zorinth (along with many of my other favorite people) were in town for a convention, and that they had come by to fetch me for something-or-other. Of course, I wasn't ready (this was also trying to be one of those dreams that I get occasionally, where I'm late for something and I can't find any underwear, or, as in this case, my bra straps had unthreaded themselves), and so while I was trying to get dressed, I was telling Papersky about my insect encounter of the previous evening. (Rysmiel and Zorinth were waiting outside, for reasons that will make sense in a minute.)She said, "What d'you mean, a 'crawly thing with too many legs'?"
"I don't know," I said. "More than eight and less than a hundred."
She produced a book on insects from somewhere about her person and started flipping through it. After a moment, she said, "Could it have been an India-Rubber Beetle?"
"I don't think it was a beetle," I said dubiously.
"Well, come look." And I went out into the living room where she was sitting, where she was holding--not a book with color plates, which was what I'd been expecting--but a paper towel with dirt and dead leaves and a long sort of centipede-esque thing and a fat white grub. (Do beetles HAVE grubs? Oh well, maybe India-Rubber Beetles do.)
"No," I said, "that's not it," and went back into the bedroom.
At this point, Rysmiel and Zorinth came in, and I heard Rysmiel say, "Oh dear, the grub is escaping. We'd best catch it," and Zorinth say indignantly, "It isn't a grub!" Clearly, they'd been outside collecting more fauna.
And that's when I turned around and saw on my dresser this amber-colored thing the size of my thumb that looked like a cross between an ant and a wasp. And woke up.
