Last night at the Chapel, after small groups, I was in the lounge talking to Flip. She was sitting in one of the armchairs, and I was sitting on the carpet to the left of her. To my left, Matt was sitting on the couch, and Devo was sitting to his left.
Suddnely, Matt went, '¡Ahhh!' jumped up and ran behind the couch.
First I though that someone must've said they were going to do something to one of his X-Box games, but then I saw the spider on Devo's knee.
'¡Spider!' said Matt.
'¿Where?' said Flip.
'On his knee,' I said, pointing at Devo's knee.
Flip yelled and jumped up. I knocked the spider off Devo's knee, then squashed it with my shoe. ¡Exciting!

This morning I went to the hospital to donate blood.
For some stupid reason they've put two TVs in the blood bank. The news was on, and the reporter was going on about how Australia is a terrorist target and al Qaeda are calling all Muslims to attack Westerners. About the fifth scare campaign they've done since September 11 2001.
As the nurse was putting the needle into my arm she said, 'Horrible people, ¿aren't they?'
'Yeah,' I said, 'the media are pretty horrible.'
'No, I mean the Muslims.'
'¿How many Muslims do you know?'
'I'm not anti-Muslim,' she said. 'It's just that they're horrible.'
'Only a few of them're horrible, just like any other group,' I said.
She left and another nurse took over.

As I was walking back from the hospital to the TAFE, I took a short cut through Central Square. Most of the books and shelves have been removed from Dymocks now. Security guard's still there.