The death of my new friend

(warning: this blog has no purpose)

Okay, the worst thing that has ever happen to me has been living across the street from a 24 grocery store. Kroger is killing me. Well that and internet TV. About the time I want to sleep, I think, "hmmm I haven't seen a Psych episode is while" and to usanetwork.com I go. 2 minutes in, Shawn mentions pudding pops and my marketing induced escapade begins.

As I was leaving my parking space, I noticed that I was not alone. A small green light adorned my dashboard, and caused me to stop rather abruptly. I sat perfectly still in the hope that this was nothing but my imagination, but the smack against my forehead was a quick reminder that this was no illusion. A lightning bug had commandeered my vehicle.

I attempted to reason with it… well I yelled at him for hitting me in the head. And then it seemed to leave me alone and returned to the aforementioned location on the dashboard. I assumed this meant a truce had been called, so I continued my drive. As we went along I made friends with it… offered him a bite of my impending score, which I assume he accepted since he flashed twice. (the universal sign for yes) I thought he might want to come inside and pick out his favorite, but unfortunately Steve (as I named him) was tragically killed. He tried to get away when I went at him with a bottle, and was crushed.

There is currently a pudding pop melting in the sink...

Anyway, back to psych.