To the people whose house I stopped in front of today: See...there was a spider. And I thought it was in my hair. The reason I pulled over going 45 miles an hour is because that is how fast I was going when I thought I felt the spider in my hair. That is why I was swatting at my head... and squealing eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. See...the spider was on the inside of my windshield. It was a creepy looking spider, too. All white and flat and creepy. It walked back and forth, back and forth, then it went around in circles, then it walked back and forth some more. Then it disappeared. And I thought it was in my hair. So I pulled over in front of your house. I am sorry for upsetting your dogs, I am sure that they will require Valium and therapy to ever recuperate. For the record... ~~~blush~~~ the spider wasnt in my hair after all!! Two minutes after I left your house, it was on my windshield again. Still creepy looking and still walking back and forth and going around in circles. Unless it had creepy looking babies in my car, the situation has been resolved...because I squished it as soon as I got home!! Carry on.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 02:44:38 +0000
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