Ick ick ICK
Monday, July 12th, 2004
So there I was a few minutes ago, in the middle of watering the balcony, back in the bathroom to refill the watering can for the nth time (where n tends to infinity) when I felt a tickling behind my ear. I flicked at the tickly area irritably and a ruddy great spider came sailing down from the back of my head into the sink, where it sat there with an affronted “do you mind?” look to it.
Now the whole of my scalp is itching. Ugh.