This post did not begin with a freak out. It was supposed to be some hopefully funny but insightful observation/commentary, yada yada. Except as I was sitting at my desk typing when (it all happened so fast!) a spider straight up descended from my ceiling at a high rate of speed, dropped onto my key board, and then crawled in my USB port. TRUE STORY.

A true story, I might add, that I am typing from the library now.

Because I committed mistake #1 when dealing with spiders: I lost sight of it. Luckily I am awesome in emergency situations, so I had a five minute girly shrieking freak out took a quick second to compose myself and then very calmly shut my computer, got up and left the house. Like any sane person would do.

The question remains: what do I do when I get home? Do I even need to go home? Anybody have a couch I can crash on for a few nights?