Yesterday I played some games of
spider solitaire on my computer for the first time in quite a while.
Last night, as I was reading in bed before going to sleep, I found a large red (RED?!!?) spider crawling on one of my pillows. (Luckily not the one I was actually reclining upon, but still.)
Just now I played a few more games of spider solitaire.
Then I went to the bathroom and found a very large black spider crawling on the wall. Which had disappeared by the time I returned with equipment to kill it.
Obviously, spider solitaire is not a game. It is some kind of HORRIBLE INVOCATION.
Have I mentioned that I hate living in the fucking basement? I am not a scholar of invertebrate life; I do not need to see it up close and personal.
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