Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Don't Tell Hagrid
I was away from home last night, and, as there was no reason for me to sleep better at someone else's place than I do at my own, I woke randomly at 3 am. Turning on the light, I apparently disturbed the Brown Recluse spider which had likely sneaked into the apartment in the stack of moving boxes picked up recently from a warehouse.
I was as taken aback at his sudden appearance as he was at mine. He rushed off, every bit as speedy as the car-chasing spiders from the grounds of Hogwart's. Normally, I'm a "live and let live" sort of person, but since Recluses' bites are poisonous to the point of leaving golf-ball sized holes in the previously unblemished flesh of one's person, I did not feel I could ever sleep again knowing he was free to wander within two miles of me.
The spider as I've said had speed and agility on his side. I on the other hand had only fear and my black clog.
I was able to return to sleep around 4 am. You may infer the rest.