From: Molly Griffin
To: Mama Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 1:10 PM
Re: Hi

…

Off to lunch now, made myself a peanut butter sandwich.  Except I’m afraid to eat it, because there was a spider on my bag on the train this morning, and I didn’t want to flick it onto another person so I just kind of freaked out to myself, and then it disappeared… I have NO idea where it went, it went on the underside of my bag and wasn’t seen again.  If it is EVEN in my sandwich, I swear to God.

From: Molly Griffin
To: Mama Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:31 PM
Re: Hi

WELL I FOUND THAT SPIDER IT’S IN MY BAG.

From: Molly Griffin
To: Mama Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:31 PM
Re: Hi

I WISH YOU WERE HERE TO KILL IT FOR ME.

From: Mama Griffin
To: Molly Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:33 PM
Re: Hi

AHHHHHH, hairy?

From: Molly Griffin
To: Mama Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:39 PM
Re: Hi

It is FAST, that’s what it is, I don’t know how to kill it I don’t want to feel it when I do. Plus I’ll have to smash it against my nice bag.  I’ve just been freaking out for about 10 minutes.

From: Molly Griffin
To: Mama Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:43 PM
Re: Hi

oh my god I did it I smashed it good using the side of the bag so I didn’t have to touch it but now I’m going to throw up while I scrape it off.  This has been a horrifying day.

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From: Mama Griffin
To: Molly Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:46 PM
Re: Hi

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From: Molly Griffin
To: Mama Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:47 PM
(no subject)

you are not a mother to me anymore.  i just jumped out of my skin you awful woman.

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From: Mama Griffin
To: Molly Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:49
Sorry

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From: Molly Griffin
To: Mama Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:51 PM
Re: Sorry

Okay very well.  You may enter my family again.

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From: Mama Griffin
To: Molly Griffin
Date: Thu, Jun 25, 2009 at 3:53 PM
Re: Sorry

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This morning greeted me with a bumpin’ headache, waves of nausea, and sour milk to boot, so suffice it to say one might encounter a mega-grump if I had the energy to make it outside.  Fortunately, it is my day off, so you are all spared (except I can reach you through the Internet, wah!).

I haven’t updated in a while because I’ve been too busy making the last part of this come true.  I got the room for the summer that I wanted, the internship that I wanted, and aside from still having no money (OH HOW I COULD USE SOME), everything else is going according to plan.  I’ve got some jewelry-making materials coming in the mail and I made quesadillas for the two of us last week for the first night I spent here in my new house.  So aside from spending the better half of the morning wanting to throw up, everything is really ridiculously perfect, in ways I never thought possible.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again and again and again: deciding to stay in Dublin was the best decision I’ve ever made.

Anyway, I’ll show you a bit of why I’m so pleased as punch these days.

This is the view from the door upon entering my new room, where I’ll be living for the next three months or so.  It’s the kind of place I’d really rather settle into for a year because there’s so much space and so little time to fill it.  As any house for rent, the place is not perfect and shows the wear and tear of residents who know they are temporary and just don’t care to upkeep it.  I don’t mind though, since I’ve seen some really disgusting places, and this ain’t one of them.

I have a nice big wardrobe but I already kind of broke the latch on it.  Also, I found a spider on my scarf the other day and now I don’t know what to think.

I borrowed the bedding and felt surely it could not match anything in the room.  But behold!  A crazy wannabe modern art painting!  And good grief, it also goes quite well with my teal fleece.  I like looking at this combination.  Though the green bunny does not really match anything now.  The bed is quite comfortable, although I have had some trouble sleeping these past few nights, but I’m attributing that to it being a new place.  Oh, and Don Quixote also lives in my room as you can see below, above my various knick knacks.  That fireplace is covered, and I can hear animals living in there.  I think it’s a bird building a nest.  I wish it were a litter of kittens, to be honest.

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