PANICKING LIKE I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT

GODDAMN IT

MOTHERFUCKING SPIDERS ARE GODDAMN EVERYWHERE

THEY'RE ALL OUT TO GET ME I SWEAR!

EVEN THE DEAD ONES!

FUCK.

I've seen so many spiders lately it's not even funny. There were two in the office where I was working, another four in my bedroom last week, one in my boyfriend's room, one on my goddamn chest while I was out shopping on Friday - and that's just the living ones.

There is a dead spider in the window frame, preventing me from actually opening the window for fresh air because if fucking freaks me out and there is another one on the floor by the front door. I also just spotted a dead spider by the conservatory door. I nearly stepped on the damn thing!

And then on Sunday, I was in the Baltic with a couple friends and we ended up on the second floor where there is an art exhibit about goddamn motherfucking spiders. Alright, so the giant spiderweb made from 8000 peices of string was fairly cool but the little glass houses full of dead spiders? INTENELY FUCKING CREEPY MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK

And the last straw?

I went upstairs to fetch my iPod, sat down on the bed for a moment and YET ANOTHER GODDAMN SPIDER ran out from under my pillow into the middle of the bedcovers and DIED. Right there in front of me.

WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!

AUGH!