I am not afraid of anything!
Well, I’m afraid of falling from great heights and scary amusement park rides.
And rats. Let’s not forget rats.
Oh, and creepy crawlers, including spiders. I don’t care how cute Charlotte is. She has eight legs and she spins webs. She’ll have to stay in the barn, preferably very high up where nobody ever has to look into those eight beady eyes. Yes, I know that spiders are tiny. So are bacteria, and some of them can kill.
Today is Friday the Thirteenth of November, 2015. To me, it’s just another day. After all, it is a Friday, which classifies it as a Good Thing. Fridays do not bring bad luck. Fridays bring weekends. So what if I was late for an ophthalmologist appointment this morning because I thought the Uber driver was trying to let me off at the wrong place and I made him go all the way around the block for no reason. His name wasn’t Jason, and he wasn’t wearing a hockey mask. And I was not hit by a car as I jaywalked across Fort Washington Avenue with my eyes still dilated from the visit to the eye doctor. As I was walking across campus to the building where I work, one of my co-workers told me that my eyes had some kind of shiny, neon-colored stuff seeping out the corners. Again, so what! I was able to wipe away the last of those eye drops with a couple of tissues, before anybody else saw it and said, “Eeyew! What’s wrong with your eyes?”.
Bad luck? No way! I laugh at fate!
Now, I wonder what’s going to happen to me tonight.