That settles it.
Jun. 25th, 2007 06:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I am staying inside where the world can't get me.
This morning I got up and got ready for work, feeling kinda blah. Took some ginger to help with that, and went outside. That's where I found your friend and mine, the really big spider that's taken up residence on our porch. For the past three mornings, he's built a web across the supports, right about at head level. No big deal, I just go down the side steps and drive to the donut shop.
Start feeling a lot more than just 'blah' as I drive in, and before I can even go start my shift I have to get to the bathroom. Over the next half hour, I had to go back to the bathroom two more times, and I finally decided heck with it and asked if I could go home early. Fortunately it's a Monday, so it wasn't a problem.
I get home, head for the door, and guess what. If you guessed "walked right into the spiderweb" congratulations, have an e-cookie.
Too bad the neighbors weren't outside, they probably would've gotten a kick out of my 'oh my god oh my god is there a spider in my hair' dance. (No, fortunately. After I got done frantically swiping at my hair I looked back to see the spider scrambling up to the porch roof on what scraggly threads remained of his web.)
Definitely staying inside.
This morning I got up and got ready for work, feeling kinda blah. Took some ginger to help with that, and went outside. That's where I found your friend and mine, the really big spider that's taken up residence on our porch. For the past three mornings, he's built a web across the supports, right about at head level. No big deal, I just go down the side steps and drive to the donut shop.
Start feeling a lot more than just 'blah' as I drive in, and before I can even go start my shift I have to get to the bathroom. Over the next half hour, I had to go back to the bathroom two more times, and I finally decided heck with it and asked if I could go home early. Fortunately it's a Monday, so it wasn't a problem.
I get home, head for the door, and guess what. If you guessed "walked right into the spiderweb" congratulations, have an e-cookie.
Too bad the neighbors weren't outside, they probably would've gotten a kick out of my 'oh my god oh my god is there a spider in my hair' dance. (No, fortunately. After I got done frantically swiping at my hair I looked back to see the spider scrambling up to the porch roof on what scraggly threads remained of his web.)
Definitely staying inside.
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Date: 2007-06-25 02:18 pm (UTC)hope you blah sicky feeling goes away soon. as for the spider thing-- shudder. I think he needs to move. to a nice condo in the backyard. put him in a tree or something. or maybe take a walk with him in a jar and let him go on someone elses lawn. better yet, make chris help with the move!
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Date: 2007-06-25 02:36 pm (UTC)They like that area, for some reason. The Porch Spider's lookalike has made a home in the rearview mirror of our van, which is parked about six feet away. Every night he'll build a web between the mirror and the window, and every morning he will hang on for dear life, probably cursing at me, as I drive to work.
And I'm feeling a bit better . . . currently convincing myself that I really should eat something, or at least have something to drink. It will probably not end well, but at least I'll have tried.
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Date: 2007-06-25 02:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-25 02:32 pm (UTC)