Wolf Worms and Turkish Delight

Do you know what wolf worms are dear reader?

"Wolf worms (or screw worms) infect all kinds of animals, including pet cats. Of the genus Cuterebra, wolf worms are the parasitic larvae of the Cuterebra fly. The wolf worm enters the cat's body through the pet's mouth, nose or a wound in the skin. It then migrates through the pet's body and comes to rest at a location under the skin. When it nears maturity, the wolf worm may be up to an inch long and is easily visible with the naked eye."- ehow.com
What they don't say is that a wolf worm looks (a lot) like a maggot about the size of your thumb nail and pokes its head out of the massive wound it has formed to make its home in the cats body when you begin to futs with it. Thankfully, in this incredibly gross gesture, the worm makes itself  easy to pluck out; the cat none the wiser for it.
That was my after lunch adventure today at work. It was possible one of the more disgusting things I have seen in my life and also one of the most fascinating. To put it mildly, I kind of wanted to vomit when I saw it happen and yet, I was secretly hoping that the doctor would need to re-leave the cat of more than one. Otherwise, work was uneventful and when I got home I was pleasantly surprised to find that our neighbor (in thanks for watching his cat while in the Ukraine) had brought us Turkish delight! I absolutely adore Turkish delight and have had the good fortune to try it twice in my life. I have to say I am luckier than most Americans, since jellied pistachios covered in powder sugar really doesn't seem like it will be catching on soon in the states. That is, unless, it suddenly becomes popular among hipsters for some ironic reason that would be beyond me. Speaking of which, the whole mustache craze has gotten a little bit out of control. I mean, I saw mustaches being sold in claires. The target audience of claires, last time I checked, was unable to even grow mustaches due to the fact that the target audience members are prepubescent girls. This fact, however, did not stop me from walking into said claires, noticing said mustaches, and buying a six pack of puppy earrings for work purposes.
My ears freaked out when I put them in though.
So that was $4.50 (on clearance) down the drain.
(picnic,lighting)

Not actually a fish per say...

First off, I don't know how to navigate this new blogger format. It was the same layout for like a decade and now it's all, what, streamline and shit? I know most people are unable to accept change- I am most people in this respect. Anyway, I guess no one else would notice the new layout because I don't really know anyone who still blogs. Except my friend Allison, but she doesn't follow me.
So for now, I am safe.
Anyway, you know what's gross? You know what is really hard to get over and you can still feel it even after it has successfully been chopped to bits in the garbage disposal?
A silverfish.On.Yo.FACE!
Ahhhhh!
So gross.
Happened yesterday while I was playing video games. See, last week was so mindbogglingly stressful I pinched a nerve in my neck while I slept and was basically rendered immobile for the whole weekend. I went to CVS and purchased a neck brace, which led to more hilarity. Anyway, so I'm playing "Little Big Planet" and I feel this scuttle on my face, I can't see it though because of the neck brace. I don't think anything of it, despite it freaking me out slightly. When it happens again about half an hour later, I scream "There's something on my face! What's on my face!?" Spike picks it off and says, "It's nothing don't worry about it. It's nothing." Yeah, it wasn't nothing. It was a damn silverfish.
Baugh!
And now I keep feeling it's nasty little creepy crawly legs all over my neck.
(picnic,lightning)