*whimper*

There is a large.. large... fucking... big... large... creepy.... large... spider on my wall.

And I can't go downstairs to get the bug spray because it'll probably run off and HIDE IN MY UNDERWEAR or something.


GOD, I do not like spiders.

The spider has passed scary and has moved onto hysterical.

I think the thing either has OCD or is training for the '04 Spider Summer Olympics.

Cuz it just completed the seventh lap around my room on the walls by the ceiling.

Go spider, go.

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That was the game that wouldn't eeeeend....

Yes it went on and on my friiiiiiiend....

Cubs win 2-1. In fifteen innings.

That was just... Wow.

Down with the Braves.