Retiring for the night in my parent’s basement, I saw a spider on the bookshelf above my bed. I hate the idea of smooshing other living things, so I made a pact that we’d leave each other alone.
Lying on my back, I looked up into the blackness and wondered about my life, the color black, and why a ripped, handsome guy had been grocery shopping with a plain, uninteresting woman (some sort of community service? Was she really funny?). Next thing I knew, a spider (I assume the same one) landed on my open right eyeball! As I blinked and (quickly!) swatted at my face, the damn thing bit my eyelid and caused it to swell up. At least it didn’t bite my cornea… can they even do that?
neato- a private screening for spiderman 1V. way to transform--
Pete jr..
gee whiz, GB! hope it wasn't deadly. *grimace*
Posted by: Sherman at July 6, 2005 07:26 AMSome nights as I imagine this scenario, it's deadly and they need to amputate my eyelid.... but usually it's just an obnoxious bite.
Posted by: GenerationBob at July 6, 2005 08:45 AMDun...Dun dun dun...dun dun duuuuun....It's the "Eye of the Spider..."
Shudder...I think that just freaked me out for a whole week. Did NJM have any smart remarks?
Posted by: Carrie at July 6, 2005 08:53 AM