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23 June 2012 @ 06:35 am
 (but only because brave ma'am popkin doesn't sound right)

There was a spider in my bedroom, hanging about an inch above my bed.

It sat there, mocking me. Terrifying me.

After a good 20 minutes of flailing and trying to calm myself, I took a deep breath and grabbed it with some paper towel and threw it away.

I am now jittery.

And paranoid. What if it hunts me down now?

Oh god I don't think I squished it, which means it's still alive AND COMING FOR ME.

brb moving to the antarctic. There's no spiders there, right?
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