last night when i had been researching about spiders and failed to find a website on california spiders i started feeling things crawling over my legs under my desk... then i began to feel a little like miss muffet and i turned around to see a beige-ish spider crawling on my working table. i took a piece of kale that happened to be there and as the spider was stringing its escape to the floor i caught it and threw it outside. i glared into potential pockets of potential spider hiding places and satisfied i went back to my work. but i decided i was too creeped out to continue bcs all i could think of was nests of brown recluses and that awesome movie aracnaphobia starring jeff daniels... not to mention all the black widows i frequently kill on my property. and those spiders are creepy as hell.
but surprisingly i didn't dream about spiders. i dreamnt about chicago. i was helping a friend move or pack or something and then once i was done i made a list of all the places i wanted to visit, including the restaurants- and i left the bldg. i woke up just as i was figuring out which line to take... sucks i didn't get any further.
not traveling sucks. i'm seriously going through withdrawl here! i used up all my universal travel points. there's no way i'm escaping the country this year. i'm sooo sad.
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Don't forget Julian Sands was in Arachnophobia too...I believe this was the beginning of his descent into CRAP. I've seen nothing of his that beats A Room With A View.
Vacuuming all those dark hiding places is a wise thing.
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