deird1 | true love of intrepid arachnids

A few weeks ago, I was driving home from my Thursday Night Group, and got the shock of my life when I turned and saw a HUGE SPIDER on my passenger-side window. (On the outside, thank goodness.)

The spider was clinging for dear life to the outside of my car, as I drove at breakneck speed down the road. I wasn't all that sympathetic, though - my gut instincts for spiders range from "Ahhhspiderahhhh" to "KILLKILLKILL". My major concern at the time was how on earth I was going to get out of my car without it sneaking across the roof and attacking me as I emerged from safety.

Tonight? Same location, same thing: BIG SPIDER on my passenger-side window.

Cue Mez freaking out, again, and nearly driving off the road in shock and terror.

But then... I started thinking.

And I realised that clearly the poor old original spider had dropped onto a nice shiny playground shaped like a car, in all innocence, never realising that he was about to be whisked away to a strange and terrifying new place.

And this spider, loving friend of the original spider, was risking her life and limb in a desperate mission to find her beloved and bring him home.

It's a lot harder to wish death to spiders when they're suddenly BRAVE HEROIC spiders and you're secretly cheering them on.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

They were the same size? And both large? You've got a pair of intrepid, heroic, LESBIAN spiders. Mez. I dub them Willow and Tara.

Somewhere out in my garden, there are two spiders going:
"Willow ... I got so lost."
"I found you. I will always find you."
in their teeny spider voices.

Hopefully this does not herald the end of the world in any way.

*sniffles*

Hopefully this does not herald the end of the world in any way.

If it does, at least it will be a Joss end of the world, not a LaHaye and Jenkins end of the world?