The normal person would have her boyfriend come kill it, but since my boyfriend was at class and is even more afraid of spiders than I am (*wink*), I had to take care of this little eight-legged menace myself.
No, I did not squash it with a tissue. What I did do, however, is I got some indoor bug killer and sprayed the shit out of my window. But upon spray, the little bugger disappeared. I knew what had to be done. The spider must die!
In the process of this spider hunt, I ended up FINALLY doing the inevitable-- cleaning my room. I'm not talking pick-up-clothes-off-the-floor, vacuum-the-carpet cleaning my room. I'm talking over-an-hour-scrubbing-the-blinds-alone, vacuuming-the-walls (oh mother, that was for you... but will the world ever understand us?), washing-the-curtains, throwing-away-all-of-my-college-papers-and-notebooks, etc-etc-etc cleaning my room. After just shy of 4 hours of this crusade, I go back over to the spider window to put the finishing Perfect Glass touches on the glass and what do I find? A little shriveled spider body on the window sill. TAKE THAT, SUCKAAA!
Sara: 1 , Spider Biatch: 0

i am glad that i'm not on your hit list.
ReplyDeletei love this, your blog is so bright and happy!
come home this weekend...court and i are seeing a movie friday! (i am not sure if she knows this or not) and we could be crazy both nights! think about it.
miss youuuuu
also, i forgot that we had to keep a blog in spanish last semester for class...you can click on my name and it takes you there. its fantastic.
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