My Room 101

I am such a girl. Yet I am a bleeding heart one at boot. A motherfucking huge spider crawled into the house today when I opened the patio door and for the next five minutes was I having a stress attack over the large spider that crawled into the house (though pretty much stayed in the corner next to the door and the bookcase).

Now I could've just gotten the bug spray and killed it, but I couldn't do that, the spider had done nothing wrong. So I got a 50cm (20 inch) quilting ruler (you know the big thick clear plastic ones) and poked it until it went back outside then I shut the door and had a nervous breakdown.

Gah. I am such a chicken.