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Oct. 25th, 2005 11:26 pmI was quietly reading my f-list, getting ready to head off to bed... when a shriek resounded from the other side of the apartment.
"Roooooz! There's a Spiiiider! DO something!" (Yes, there was whining involved.)
So. Hating spiders as I do, I went valiantly off to rescue my roommate from the evils of a non-poisonous creature that was, at maximum, a centimeter wide. (Granted, since I'm kinda totally scared of spiders, this means I stood at arm's length in my flanel nightgown and whacked it with the kleenex box, but don't let this detract you from the image, really.)
However, there was a pile of stuff on the desk under the shelf against which now-dead Spider had been squished. So, it fell. Which led to my roommate shuffling out of the room and ordering me to "find the body! It's the grossest bit!" while clutching frantically at her hot chocolate. Therefore making me collapse on the chair, laughing so hard at the entire situation that I couldn't breathe. And thus being threatned with said mug of hot chocolate.
Conclusion? The spider probably fell into the pencil case. And, since I'M not about to go looking in it, the case is spending the night on the porch, and will be emptied tomorrow.
Also? I've discovered my roommate's girlie side, and It Is HILARIOUS. Right down to the shrieking like a 3-year-old and glaring at me while I'm trying to breathe from laughing so hard.
And, oh yeah, moments like these ARE what LJ is for. :D
Roommate, dearest? I truly do appreciate you.
"Roooooz! There's a Spiiiider! DO something!" (Yes, there was whining involved.)
So. Hating spiders as I do, I went valiantly off to rescue my roommate from the evils of a non-poisonous creature that was, at maximum, a centimeter wide. (Granted, since I'm kinda totally scared of spiders, this means I stood at arm's length in my flanel nightgown and whacked it with the kleenex box, but don't let this detract you from the image, really.)
However, there was a pile of stuff on the desk under the shelf against which now-dead Spider had been squished. So, it fell. Which led to my roommate shuffling out of the room and ordering me to "find the body! It's the grossest bit!" while clutching frantically at her hot chocolate. Therefore making me collapse on the chair, laughing so hard at the entire situation that I couldn't breathe. And thus being threatned with said mug of hot chocolate.
Conclusion? The spider probably fell into the pencil case. And, since I'M not about to go looking in it, the case is spending the night on the porch, and will be emptied tomorrow.
Also? I've discovered my roommate's girlie side, and It Is HILARIOUS. Right down to the shrieking like a 3-year-old and glaring at me while I'm trying to breathe from laughing so hard.
And, oh yeah, moments like these ARE what LJ is for. :D
Roommate, dearest? I truly do appreciate you.
