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Thing that made my day!!!!!
Comment Anna sent me that made me laugh and smile and feel bad all in one. She has a gift.
Apr 17 2007 12:20A
i'm pretty sure i was sleeping then, or at least on my way to it...oh well.
and i would like to be sleeping now, but i saw a spider in my room and i freaked out and then i tried to throw shoes at it (it was hanging from the ceiling) but i kept missing. and then sat shaking on my bed crying and wimpering and wishing spiders didn't exist, but then i had to take back that wish, because if they didn't exist, then there's a good chance the world would be changed drastically, and may not even exist, so i begrudgingly justified the spider's existence while simultaneously hating it more than anything on the earth.
so then i found this toxic bug killer spray and i kept trying to spray it, but the spray didn't go far enough and every time i sprayed it the spider would crawl a little bit (at this point he was on the ceiling) and i would have to run away muffling my screams with my hands so i wouldn't wake up my mom.
i stared at it for about 18 minutes before got up enough courage to move forward. i took one inch long step forward about every 40 seconds until the spray reached and then i sprayed the hell outta that evil little bug. it fell to the floor and was still alive so i closed my eyes and sprayed and sprayed and sprayed and then when i opened my eyes again the spider was all shriveled up and covered in white foam-as was a good portion of my carpet, a pair of pants, and the arm of a jacket that laid on the floor near by.
so now the spider is dead, but i still can't go back into my room for several reasons. one, it may really still be alive and be really pissed off. two, there may be more spiders in there waiting for me to return so they can avenge the death of their brother. three, zombie spider. zombie spiders are not to be messed with. and four, i think that spray i used is kind of toxic if inhaled at lenght, and there are a whooole lot of fumes in my room now.
so i'm still kind of tired, but i'm mostly ad
Apr 17 2007 12:25A
aaahh!! it cut off the rest of my comment!! luckily, i know what it said...
there was something about me being kinda tired, but mostly adrenaliney and kinda shaky due to the near death experience. and now i'm uo for a long night of avoiding the death trap that is my room. i don't know why, but i feel like once morning comes, safeness and security will be restored.
and now i don't really remember what else there was. it probaly wasn't that great. sorry about the novella sized comment...
i love you friend!
love, friend.
Apr 17 2007 12:25A
p.s. it's not really 9.25 right now...
Comment Anna sent me that made me laugh and smile and feel bad all in one. She has a gift.
Apr 17 2007 12:20A
i'm pretty sure i was sleeping then, or at least on my way to it...oh well.
and i would like to be sleeping now, but i saw a spider in my room and i freaked out and then i tried to throw shoes at it (it was hanging from the ceiling) but i kept missing. and then sat shaking on my bed crying and wimpering and wishing spiders didn't exist, but then i had to take back that wish, because if they didn't exist, then there's a good chance the world would be changed drastically, and may not even exist, so i begrudgingly justified the spider's existence while simultaneously hating it more than anything on the earth.
so then i found this toxic bug killer spray and i kept trying to spray it, but the spray didn't go far enough and every time i sprayed it the spider would crawl a little bit (at this point he was on the ceiling) and i would have to run away muffling my screams with my hands so i wouldn't wake up my mom.
i stared at it for about 18 minutes before got up enough courage to move forward. i took one inch long step forward about every 40 seconds until the spray reached and then i sprayed the hell outta that evil little bug. it fell to the floor and was still alive so i closed my eyes and sprayed and sprayed and sprayed and then when i opened my eyes again the spider was all shriveled up and covered in white foam-as was a good portion of my carpet, a pair of pants, and the arm of a jacket that laid on the floor near by.
so now the spider is dead, but i still can't go back into my room for several reasons. one, it may really still be alive and be really pissed off. two, there may be more spiders in there waiting for me to return so they can avenge the death of their brother. three, zombie spider. zombie spiders are not to be messed with. and four, i think that spray i used is kind of toxic if inhaled at lenght, and there are a whooole lot of fumes in my room now.
so i'm still kind of tired, but i'm mostly ad
Apr 17 2007 12:25A
aaahh!! it cut off the rest of my comment!! luckily, i know what it said...
there was something about me being kinda tired, but mostly adrenaliney and kinda shaky due to the near death experience. and now i'm uo for a long night of avoiding the death trap that is my room. i don't know why, but i feel like once morning comes, safeness and security will be restored.
and now i don't really remember what else there was. it probaly wasn't that great. sorry about the novella sized comment...
i love you friend!
love, friend.
Apr 17 2007 12:25A
p.s. it's not really 9.25 right now...