April 19, 2005
Moth collecting is hard to do only part time. It essentially demands all of your time, or falls fast off the radar. I was reminded of this fact when I found a common moth dead on my desk, directly below my work light. You don't have to be a detective on one of those science cop shows to know what happened. I planned to pin mount it in a frame and hang it in the hallway bathroom. That place has been out of balance since the urinal went in. If you're curious, I don't work with a killing jar, Diary. That's like hunting with dynamite. It's simply not sporting. Anyway, I slid the corpus of the moth, which I think was a Agriades of some kind, into an envelope. That was two days ago. Today I accidentally sent my tax authorization in the same envelope. It's movie night tonight and I'm on popcorn duty so no sense weeping over spilled milk. Perhaps I will get it back with the tax return.