Yet more drama in the Nitefly household, today, I decided that I had sat around long enough and decided it was time to bust out 1001 pull-ups at the gym - huuurgn!!! After looking at myself semi-nude and admiring for a good 45 minutes, I set about getting dressed and put on my favourite joggers. Obviously these probably should have been washed some time ago, but that usually wouldn't bother me.
As I made my way to the door I spotted something strange on my knee. Initially I thought that it was just some old washing powder that had left a stain and kept walking. Then I realised they hadn't been washed recently so it must be chalk from the gym. Except this chalk had a big black dot in it. That was moving.
It was about then when I pulled this exact face:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zk1C0AhshtU&t=4m28s
After letting out several manly roars, the joggers had been cast outside the back door. After I donned a suit of armour for protection, I took my camera to investigate to identify the villain.
It plodded around slowly staking its territory. Then I swear to god, it looked at me in the eye, smiled, and softly whispered "....I'll swallow your soul"
Enough was enough. The kettle was primed but before all could be nuked from orbit I felt a sudden pity and sadness for the little beast. Replacing my initial weapon of choice, I decided to re-enact the battle of Waterloo and inflicted swift death via Wellington (of the boot variety).
I've actually never seen a spider like this before. Usually my house is infested with giant house spiders, but this was a lot smaller, but kind of 'chunky'. I think it was this:
http://www.uksafari.com/lacewebbed.htm
I'm sat here slightly concerned as I couldn't find the white egg nest post-Waterloo and fear that there may be a resurgence with an army climbing up my nose to lay eggs in my brain
Am I going to die?
As I made my way to the door I spotted something strange on my knee. Initially I thought that it was just some old washing powder that had left a stain and kept walking. Then I realised they hadn't been washed recently so it must be chalk from the gym. Except this chalk had a big black dot in it. That was moving.
It was about then when I pulled this exact face:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zk1C0AhshtU&t=4m28s
After letting out several manly roars, the joggers had been cast outside the back door. After I donned a suit of armour for protection, I took my camera to investigate to identify the villain.
It plodded around slowly staking its territory. Then I swear to god, it looked at me in the eye, smiled, and softly whispered "....I'll swallow your soul"
Enough was enough. The kettle was primed but before all could be nuked from orbit I felt a sudden pity and sadness for the little beast. Replacing my initial weapon of choice, I decided to re-enact the battle of Waterloo and inflicted swift death via Wellington (of the boot variety).
I've actually never seen a spider like this before. Usually my house is infested with giant house spiders, but this was a lot smaller, but kind of 'chunky'. I think it was this:
http://www.uksafari.com/lacewebbed.htm
I'm sat here slightly concerned as I couldn't find the white egg nest post-Waterloo and fear that there may be a resurgence with an army climbing up my nose to lay eggs in my brain
Am I going to die?
