A perfectly reasonable excuse for not finishing my English journals

[cosmic_celery]

Laying in bed and listening to music, I noticed a spider moving amongst the crackle of my popcorn ceiling. My first attempt at smushing it failed and it fell onto my bed where I trapped it under a glass. I lost it once because of the softness of the mattress before edging it off the bed onto my English journal. For a moment, time seemed to stop as I balanced the trapped spider with one hand to open the door with the other. From there, I went and set it, glass and all, in the bathroom where I intend to ignore it from now until such time that I really need that journal. 

Comments

[maypanic.livejournal.com]

Aw, poor ickle spider, attacked, bewildered and trapped in an invisible force shield.
:P

Is it any comfort to know that there are no poisonous spiders native to CA? Take the journal outside, lift the glass and run. Come get the journal later. Mr Spider will then eat bugs which are actually harmful. Win-win.

[cosmic-celery.livejournal.com]

Hee. I'm not terribly frightened of spiders themselves. What I'm scared of is bugs dropping down onto me in the middle of the night and having a quick crawl around.
Is it any comfort to know that there are no poisonous spiders native to CA?

Don't know about you, but we've definitely got black widows here. And brown recluse to, I think (Or something that looks an awful lot like them).

[maypanic.livejournal.com]

Are you implying that the book I consulted could be wrong</i? *gasp* I have googled it, and you would be correct. Useless book, you are now banished to the high unreachable shelves of dustiness. Also, Wooooolf!