The Best Summer Friends

It's getting hot around here and humid. That means lots of bugs so I'm trying to court friends like this:

I never got a decent photo of this hefty huntsman spider who was bigger than my fist though I had plenty of up close and personal encounters with it. I was watching a movie a few nights ago and paused it to get up to pee. Turning to my right, I found this fellow sitting beside me, facing the screen as though enjoying Dream Lover right along with me. Maybe I should've said, "His name's James Spader, not James Spider."

I spotted him a couple more times before I finally trapped him in my bathroom. I left my bathroom window open and the next day he was gone. I hope he's patrolling the perimeter outside my apartment. Here's a smaller spider I saw on a tree in the park by my building:

Brought to You by Rain

Anyone know what kind of bug this is? I think it's a cicada but I can't seem to find this kind with the pine needle wings when I google. I feel pretty sure I've seen them in anime before.

It's the end of a rainy week with more rain to come here in Kashihara, Japan. I was home from school for two days due to the emergency but luckily, unlike other parts of Japan, there were no fatalities here.

I've been seeing more and more cats lately. And spiders, especially these little green ones.

Here's a picture of me from a school poster. I'm on the left. I have absolutely no memory of what I was doing. No clue what my hands are doing.

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Remaining gold awaits beneath the sod.
The seconds ticked across the granite slate.
Impassive beats surround the nervous god.
A heavy question touched the burdened pate.
Reluctant webs deploy about the bug.
A shaky grid becomes a tangled mesh.
The fire wants a kind of liquid hug.
Becoming real requires bone and flesh.
The dance remembered floats upon the pool.
In sequence stars became a drifting line.
Along the branch we wrote a single rule.
We fell asleep beneath the silent pine.
Assorted bugs require certain smells.
There's certain songs would ring the wooden bells.