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This page is dedicated to George. George- I am sorry for hunting you ruthlessly with bolivian weaved
baskets and the draining thingy for spaghetti. I am sorry for screaming like a little girl as you flew around the house. I
am sorry that I mocked your ''click click'' mating call. I'm sorry for being smart and brave enough to capture you and put
you in a pink tupperware and name you after my least favourite ex boyfriend. I am sorry for throwing you on the grass and
risk having you eaten by two cats..... but what I'm most sorry for.... is LETTING YOU LIVE! You scare the living shit out
of me and if you ever ever cross paths with me again, you stupid bug, I will crrrrrush you!
Bleargh!
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