Posted

Jun 30th 2005

Mood

Blah

Yeah.

There's this random one inch garden spider (the big scary brown ones that you can see all the hairs on) that's been making the occasional appearance.

Thing is, it's living under the bookshelf in the fireplace, so there's no real chance of getting to it. So, Matt and I have just been putting up with it being there.

It really only sits there and watches us from a safe spot, so niether of us are really that inclined to root it out and kill it/chuck it in the garden.

I overheard Matt talking to himself about half an hour ago. A few minutes later he came in and explained that he'd made a deal with the thing.

So long as it doesn't jump at his face or try lay eggs in his ears, he'll leave it alone.

*lol*

I'm more amused than anything. This happens to be the first time I've ever tolerated having a spider in the bedroom. But it's been there for at least a week now, and we're both beginning to treat it more like a pet.

How wierd are we?