The spider (or rather, a spider) is dead now. I was talking to my brother (who went back to college out of state again today. WOE!) last night and at one point I turned around and then AUGH SPIDER ON THE CURTAINS AUGH.

I wasn't intending to smash it, but no one would come get rid of it and I'm not risking life and limb to attempt and remove the nasty bugger (and I'm certainly not about to let it stay there). So, uh. Spider guts in the trash. Sorry, spider, I really am. Wasn't anything personal. I'm as sick of this phobia as you all must be.


Internet is fixed!! I may now freely browse the internet again, and would take full advantage of this were it not, you know, 1 am. Alas. Tomorrow, then.



Sideswipe's in trouble. This wasn't intentional - I had to get into the Playstation and Sunstreaker was standing in the way, so I picked him up and set him on top of the console, not really looking where he was set down or noting how I changed his position in the process. So now he is looming. Bent slightly at the waist, arms up and elbows bent, and with that expression of his (I love Alt Sunstreaker's expression so much)? Looming. On the desk in front of the Playstation (and so, therefore, directly below Sunny) is Sideswipe, completely oblivious.

He's never going to know what hit him. I wonder what he did to deserve it. XD
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