April 20, 2004
evening

     Spiders are horrible, horrible contraptions.  I have not traditionally been an arachnophobe, but living in Spiderhaunt Manor has shown me all the ways that these eight legged freaks can ruin your life.  The latest installment came this evening.  After rising from the commode, and turning to flush, something caught my eye.  I peered down into the bowl to see the largest spider this house has yet seen, writhing and squirming in the water.  It was in the toilet!   Mere inches from where my naked nether-regions had just been!  And the worst part--the lid had been up when I went into the bathroom, so I know it hadn't been hiding under there.  Where did this thing come from?  The mind boggles.  I flushed and ran.  And no, this is not the same bathroom where I met the other spider.  That means that both bathrooms in the house now have terrifying spider-encounter associations.  Joy.