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Monday, January 27, 2003

it's not arachnophobia, really

so last night i drank half a gallon of water, then i took some nyquil and went to bed before 10:00. needless to say, i woke up at 5, really really having to go to the bathroom. i ignored that, and instead went back to sleep, not waking up until almost 8. now, since the way i feel can only be categorized as "not so good", i decided i would go directly back to bed after my sojourn across the hallway to the bathroom.

well, the best laid plans often get screwed over by the discovery of giant spiders on your pillow.

yeah. my story goes a little something like this:

i got up, walked across the hallway to the bathroom, looked at my reflection in the mirror and said, "gah." i went into the living room to retrieve the quilt that is like my linus blanket from the couch. i wrapped up tightly in the quilt, having an appearance much like a giant, quilted burrito. with arms. and feet. and hair. you know, things that make me not look like a burrito at all. but i digress. my mother informed me that the temperature outside had risen all the way from -9 degrees to -6 degrees and i said something like, "mmm." then she asked me if i was still sick, and i said something like, "mmm." she said she would call me later, and i said "mmm", and she left for work.

i stood there dumbly for a minute or so, as is the way i do things when i first get out of bed in the morning, then i remembered my warm, beautiful, lovely, nice, comforting bed that i was planning to sleep in all day long. i hitched up my quilt a little so it wouldn't drag on the floor, then i returned to my bedroom, which could also be referred to as "antarctica" since i don't know why it won't get warm in there. anyway, i was standing at the edge of my bed, contemplating whether to crawl in while wrapped in the quilt, or whether i should take the quilt off, and put it on top of my comforter for extra warm goodness. it was then that i noticed something dark on my pillow. i said to myself, "hm, there's something dark on my pillow." i leaned in a little bit closer and noticed that it was a spider. a large, green spider.

i stood there with my face mere inches from the spider for a few moments. i wasn't scared of the spider, but i wasn't going to crawl into bed next to it, either. i could've killed it, but i have issues with squashing spiders with kleenex. so instead, i left my room and closed the door, robbed of extra sleep by the arachnid on my pillow.





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