so, i'm sitting here, minding my own business, happily reading away on Jez when... THE BIGGEST FUCKING SPIDER I'VE EVER SEEN IN PERSON WALKS ACROSS THE KEYBOARD 2 INCHES FROM MY FINGERTIPS.

you guys, i made the most awful scream/gasp/yelp, slapped my laptop shut, and dropped it on the floor. i then stared at it, shaking, for a good 5 minutes, trying to figure out what to do with it. i finally got shoes (in case it was still alive and made a break for it) and a couple of paper towels, very carefully opened the laptop with the towels, and removed the now-squashed spider. there may have been a few other strange noises and shudders involved.

i have no idea why i'm so completely terrified of spiders, but dear gods, i am. i HATE when shit like this happens. and it's always when i'm alone, too. you'd think that, in a houseful of men, just ONCE the fucking spiders could drop on them, but noooooo, it's always me.

UGH.