How the hell am I supposed to get to sleep after that? Laying down, playing a game on my phone before going to sleep, and I feel something on my forehead. 99.999 fucking percent of the time, it's just my damn hair. But I always pinch it in my fingers and check, just to be sure. This time, I find myself holding a goddamn spider, which I panic threw across the room, so I don't even know if the bastard is dead.
...and now my hair is freaking me out. Fun.
Edit: I might have to rethink my, "spiders are okay so I try not to kill them"policy. I'm pretty sure the little bastard bit my face before I found him.
libris:
Fuuuuuuuuuck no.