Daddy issues Long Leg in The grotesque metamorphosis of a Bi-Polar human into a Tri-polar monster.

I just played with the cutest little baby spider I have ever seen…and by “played”, I mean I kept trying to get it off of my sweater and out my door that leads to the back patio, and it literally kept spinning webs back onto my sweater to keep hanging on for dear life. and I actually started to feel kind of bad because I thought that maybe it felt like it was in danger, but I was just trying to get it to safety…and it was so pretty and small, so I finally just put it on my finger and dropped it onto the ledge, AND THE MOTHER FUCKER SPUN A WEB TO GET BACK ON MY SWEATER! Like my finger wasn’t good enough?

So I blew on it…

and that beautiful creature went soaring out into the night air, and I have no idea where it went, and I know it survived the fall because they have hardcore exoskeletons, but like…I would feel better if I know where it went, because I felt really close to it for a moment, and I want it to be safe and happy.

I have another spider that lives in the upper right corner of my room, right above my Turtle-Blimp, and she just kind of hangs out and helps me out with fly’s because I don’t want to kill anything, so I have named her Jolene and I’m like, “Please don’t take my man…” but I really don’t have a man, I’m just talking about fly’s and like…maybe mosquito’s? I don’t think so though…I hear some things that buzz like a mosquito sometimes though and I am a peaceful person, but they are not peaceful creatures, and I am down to fuck a mosquito up, like…I will end that shit.

Anyway.

So, after my last entry, my dad came home and was like, “Hey, do you want to go Jacuzzi?” and I was like, “Yeah…duh…let me do a bong real quick.” so then I went to the Jacuzzi with my pops and we just basically talked about a bunch of coding stuff, which was really cool because he’s been waiting his entire life to talk to me about coding, and I am just recently talking to him about it because I am just recently getting into it.

Anyway…

This dude, probably in his early 40’s, he comes to the tub with his son who’s probably in his early teens, and my dad and I are kind of like “sup” and they’re like “suh”, and life goes on, we talk about jack in the box tacos, whatever…dumb shit, but suddenly this dad starts talking about how he’s jamming with his band, and how he’s testing out some new equipment he got, and then his son starts talking about his favorite way to shred on a board, and why he likes skating more than surfing…and my dad and I didn’t even look at eachother for the rest of the night because it was too real.

It was such a time-warp mind-fuck.

I remember being in my early teens and going to the Jacuzzi with my dad and he would be talking about his band, and his new electronic drum set, and how dope it was, and I would be like “Yeah I love shredding at the vans Skate park way more than Snowboarding or surfing because of the constant action…blah blah blah…“.

It was crazy.

I’m glad I could have gone through that with my dad tonight, because I think it was kind of touching for both of us, and we had a very lack-luster Fathers Day…which we made up for on Monday with Grandpa Patchell as well, so that was nice…

But yeah.

Tonight hit a nerve.
A beautiful nerve.
But a god damn nerve.