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Just what I wanted
Jun. 7th, 2010 12:11 pmSo, I'm dead asleep in the middle of the night Something brushes across my face... feels like a feather or a stray hair. I snatch at it my sleep and realize there's something in my hand.
Waking up I reach out, and drop what's in my hand on my beside table. I turn on the reading light and what do I see? A rather rumpled, twitchy, disheveled-looking spider laying next to the alarm clock.
I think for a moment about skooshing it, becuase if it's half dead already it's probably the kind thing to do. But, being woken from a deep sleep I don't follow through with the act before I fall asleep again.
Must have been OK though, I can't find it anywhere this morning. Still... spider running over your face in the middle of the night = not good thoughts.
Gahh
Waking up I reach out, and drop what's in my hand on my beside table. I turn on the reading light and what do I see? A rather rumpled, twitchy, disheveled-looking spider laying next to the alarm clock.
I think for a moment about skooshing it, becuase if it's half dead already it's probably the kind thing to do. But, being woken from a deep sleep I don't follow through with the act before I fall asleep again.
Must have been OK though, I can't find it anywhere this morning. Still... spider running over your face in the middle of the night = not good thoughts.
Gahh
