Let me restate this: I don't like spiders.

Some, I can ignore, trusting that they're harmless. Others, I coexist with since they're too big for me to want to be near them.

One of the latter kind was standing on the wall above the shower this morning.

Let's just run through a quick list of things spiders can do:
  • Stand on walls
  • Stand on ceilings
  • Some can jump
  • Most can bite
  • They're fast
  • They have exceptional reflexes
  • They're incredibly strong, for their size
  • They can spin webs
    • Any size!
  • They can catch thieves just like flies
If they can catch a prepared, skilled thief like a damned fly, honestly, what kind of chance do I have?

So, I'm there in the shower. I'm warm, somewhat content, rapidly becoming cleaner and ever so slightly terrified by the creepy eight-legged thing standing above me and staring. Honestly, I should've gotten the hint when it was fighting to keep its footing as steam condensed on its patch of wall.

And then, it fell.

I don't remember opening my shower door. I don't remember closing my shower door. I do remember finding myself standing on the opposite side of it, then timidly opening it again to turn the water off. It didn't seem terribly impressed, either; the big, grumpy and slightly damp spider clambered back up the wall to make a little home between my shampoo and conditioner, and that's ok, I can always buy more if it really wants them.

It's moved to a different corner, now. It's by the towel rail.

Waiting.

And so, a bit later, I did the only thing that makes sense in such a situation.

I went out and bought myself a copy of Super Mario64 DS. I'm especially interested in the way they write it, because Mario64 expands as:

Mario1 × Mario2 × Mario3 × Mario4 × … × Mario62 × Mario63 × Mario64

It sounds like particularly scary fanfic.

Still, it's Fun thus far. Yay Yoshi! Yay minigames!

...

Yay getting used to moving with the touch screen!

Date: 2006-01-03 04:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] eighthcloud.livejournal.com
the big, slightly damp and grumpy spider clambered back up the wall to make a little home between my shampoo and conditioner, and that's ok, I can always buy more if it really wants them.

lol-ing here.

Date: 2006-01-03 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
:)

At the time, I wasn't.

Date: 2006-01-03 05:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lietya.livejournal.com
Heh. I sympathize.

A few weeks ago, I'm walking down the basement steps. I look up, and at eye level, about an inch away, is a spider that is TWO INCHES ACROSS. I also don't remember levitating off the steps and back up to the landing. The next thing I remember is hyperventilating.

Poor damp, grumpy spider, though. Probably didn't enjoy that any more than you did.

Date: 2006-01-03 05:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
The proof! Spiders cause memory loss. (mine was about five inches, from a given foot to the one opposite)

Date: 2006-01-03 05:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lietya.livejournal.com
Oh. My. God.

If I met one that big, it could have the *house.* I'd sure never be willing to go back inside....

Date: 2006-01-03 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
I've had two that big inside today. One was put out with a sheet of cardboard and a mixing bowl*. The other is in a corner, watching my towel.

*Or, at least, that's what I use them for. They're supposed to be for storage, but their size and shape pretty much perfect for use as a mixing bowl made of clear plastic.

Date: 2006-01-03 05:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raptor-au.livejournal.com
*shudder* The words 'ew' and 'I am so, so sorry that happened to you' do not properly express how I feel right now.

Those reflexes? I hate those. I went to squish a gigantic spider in the computer room the other night. I had one of my thongs (the rubber flip flop kind, not the kind with the lace that feels nice in my jeans) in hand, and was just about to squish him when...he jumped. He pushed off from the wall, tucked his little spider legs in, and would have given me the spider finger if t'were possible.

So I used roughly 3/4 of a can of bug spray on the little bastard. I hate arachnids with an attitude.

You squished yours, right? If you make him an example, the others will leave you alone. Think of it like this - It's like shanking a really disgusting inmate who eats flies on your first day at prison!

Date: 2006-01-03 05:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
Shower. Spider. :|

I didn't squish either. See the above comment for details.

Date: 2006-01-03 07:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] crzydemona.livejournal.com
OMGWTFWEB!!

I SO feel your pain with spiders. I had something similar happen to me once... only I had a headful of shampoo suds. After waiting until I was almost DRY to see if the spider would move, I gave up and washed my hair out in the sink.

They do this on purpose... just to test to see who's boss. O.o

Jen

Date: 2006-01-03 07:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
It's obviously them, with their stabbitypoisonyfangs.

Date: 2006-01-03 08:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] herekittykitty.livejournal.com
I had a dream about spiders last night, oddly enough.

I don't rememberwaking up and screaming, but that was definately what happed.

*shudder*

Date: 2006-01-03 01:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
This morning, the spider is on the ceiling above my bed.

Getting out of bed was very, very easy today.

Date: 2006-01-03 02:45 pm (UTC)

Date: 2006-01-03 09:32 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] tears-of-nienna.livejournal.com
See, this is why I could never live in Australia. Sure, up here in the northern US we spot the occasional black widow outside in the gravel-pile, but we don't have fifteen hajillion different species of large and poisonous spiders, snakes, etc. Sometimes I think Australia just doesn't want to be inhabited. ;)

Also, the shower is the worst place to find a spider. Even worse than a dangling spider (provided you don't actually run into it). Something about being naked and confronted with something that can jump on you if it wanted...*shudder, twitch, sympathize*

Date: 2006-01-03 01:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
We have the deadliest everything. That's what makes us special. :)

Date: 2006-01-03 04:00 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] tears-of-nienna.livejournal.com
Special, crazy...to each her own, eh? ;)

Date: 2006-01-03 04:14 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] tears-of-nienna.livejournal.com
Hm...very well then.

Date: 2006-01-03 12:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laurenmitchell.livejournal.com
Do you want me to come over and remove it? I'm the hero in this household for spider removal.

Date: 2006-01-03 01:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
It's a bit of a trip for one spider. When the time comes, I imagine it'll just amble out all by itself.

Date: 2006-01-04 03:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryttu3k.livejournal.com
I'm arachnophobic to the point where the mere THOUGHT of one nearly makes me hyperventilate in terror. Last night I found a teeny tiny spider web in my room that hadn't been there an hour beforehand. I spent the night out of my room, and am considering doing the same tonight.

I hate spiders with the burning hatred of a thousand suns. THEY ARE UNNATURAL. I would move to Antarcica if I was guaranteed no spiders! (Of course, I'm not that much better with insects. Once a stick insect jumped on to my keyboard in the dark, I screamed and nearly knocked myself out when I LEAPT out of my chair.)

Also, the only two dreams I've had where I woke up screaming included spiders. In one of them, I was actually at home (in the dream) and the spider was in my room. I screamed and ran out, slammed the door shut, and a few minutes later peeked at the door - only for the spider to LAUNCH ITSELF AT MY FACE. I woke up shrieking my lungs out and RAN out of my room and downstairs in my t-shirt and undies. I don't even REMEMBER running out my room - just waking up screaming and then being downstairs. THAT is the fight or flight syndrome!

Um. I think I just used you as a therapist...

Date: 2006-01-04 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
That's ok. Plenty of other people have used me as one. :)

My spider's camped out on the curtains of my bedroom window at the moment. This makes me not happy.

Date: 2006-01-04 04:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryttu3k.livejournal.com
Bug spray. Lots and lots of bug spray.

One day I will design a house that includes tanks of bug spray that goes through the air conditioning.

Date: 2006-01-04 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
I'm not going to spray bug spray on curtains, much less in a room where I'll be inhaling the overspray for hours.

Date: 2006-01-04 04:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
IT'S ALSO A CAN OF HYPOALLERGENIC ODOURLESS NERVE TOXINS!

Date: 2006-01-04 04:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryttu3k.livejournal.com
But hypoallergenic and odourless is GOOD!

Date: 2006-01-04 05:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
Of course. It's the poison bit that I'm not excited about.

Date: 2006-01-04 05:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ryttu3k.livejournal.com
Ehh, mere technicalities.

Date: 2006-01-05 07:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] leila82.livejournal.com
Eeep big spider! I had a link to this spider catcher in my email and thought of you.

Has the spider moved out yet?

Date: 2006-01-05 02:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
It visited my desk last night. It was then catapulted through the door with a broom.

Date: 2006-02-18 06:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rastnim.livejournal.com
I came by this journal after a very convoluted trip from [livejournal.com profile] metaquotes - I think you quite possibly could be the funniest person alive - the big, grumpy and slightly damp spider clambered back up the wall to make a little home between my shampoo and conditioner, and that's ok, I can always buy more if it really wants them. - That comment had me gasping for breath for about ten minutes. Seriously funny.

Date: 2006-02-18 08:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
Thanks!

(Incidentally? Spider free for 3 days! Whee!)

Date: 2006-02-18 08:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rastnim.livejournal.com
Huzzah! I did go into my story of dealings on meta with an arachnid but LJ ate it. Ah well, such is life.

Date: 2006-02-18 08:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
Indeed. Maybe LJ has a comment-eating spider on staff...

Date: 2006-02-18 08:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rastnim.livejournal.com
Grrr, most annoying, what the hell is a talkid anyway and why do I need one!?

Date: 2006-02-18 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
It's a magical thingy that makes the thingy do that thing to the whatsit so that it does the other thing with the thingy.

Translated: I haven't a clue. :)

Date: 2006-02-18 08:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rastnim.livejournal.com
Aaaah so you mean the doodlewhatsit that starts the ooja-ma-flip.

K.

^_^

Date: 2006-02-18 08:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
Exactly! And then it... um... stuff. *nods*

Date: 2006-02-18 08:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rastnim.livejournal.com
Ahhhh. That simple eh?

Don't I feel dumb.

Date: 2006-02-18 08:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
The good news is that the mythical, magical talkids typically do their mythical, magical jobs in a mythical, magical and helpfully invisible way.

Date: 2006-02-18 08:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rastnim.livejournal.com
Oh look I forgot the question mark on my last comment, how ironically quaint.

They do all that and we don't even thank them. In fact, the only time we ever address even them is when we are swearing at the lack of them. My question is, where do they go?

Date: 2006-02-18 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
They go into safekeeping with Samantha Mulder?

Date: 2006-02-18 08:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rastnim.livejournal.com
Or they're hiding from talkid tax.

Yea, the time has come, it is almost 5 in the morning and I have yet to sleep. This talk has been most delightful. Do you mind if I friend you? Well good cos I'm doing it.

Date: 2006-02-18 08:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] active-apathy.livejournal.com
Sleep well, and... huh? wha- oh, ok.

(Your question, by the way, is answered in my userinfo... OF DOOM.)

Date: 2006-02-18 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rastnim.livejournal.com
Thank you.

I had read that, but I felt I should say something before randomly friending you.

^_^

Date: 2006-02-18 08:59 pm (UTC)

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