Sorry for the lack of updates. So much has happened, but I haven't had the time to blog about it. School started, but that's not important right now. What is important is that I just killed a spider, and not just any spider, but a huge scary looking spider.
Here's the story of my glorious victory against the spider:
I was in my bed, trying to go to sleep, when I thought about moving my toaster oven to the fridge. I had come up with the perfect place to put it, and had to do it right then, or else I would have forgotten about it forever. Once I put the toaster oven into it's new home, I thought about putting on a 6-outlet thing onto the two outlet. While I was surveying the outlet, I notice a huge spider lurking between the fridge, wall, and counter area. It was just chilling, so I thought about letting it live. Then I realized, if I let him live, then he might not let me live. It was not a hard decision to make, but it took longer to decide than it should. I plotted out how I was going to end this creatures life, and decided to gas his ass. I grabbed my Bug Out, which was waiting in the hall way. I sprayed it, but the cunning creature ran to the back of the fridge. Too late, I gassed it from that side. By this time, backup in the form of lullaby had arrived. The spider ran under the fridge out in the middle of the floor. I then had a tough choice to make, stomp on it, which would result in lots of bug guts, or it I missed, one mad spider who wanted to kill me and my little kitty. I decided to gas it some more. It ran to the corner and had nowhere to go. lullaby took a few sips of water and sprung into action. At this point, I thought it was a brown recluse, so I didn't favor her touching it (I had also gassed it enough to kill a large man). She gave it a few hard smacks with her paw and made it her bitch. I then grabbed her and ran to my room so she would not be a victim in the "Great Spider Gassing of 2004". With the little one out of the way, I decided to continue my mission. I sprayed the little devil until it lost most movement in its spindly little legs. It started to move in little spasms, and I knew I had won. I had a need to examine it so I could figure out watch kind of beast I was dealing with. I gingerly picked it up with a pair of needle-nosed pliers and put it on a paper plate. I then scoured the World Wide Web to find out what it was. I was super glad to learn that it wasn't a brown recluse like I first thought. It turns out that my victim was a wolf spider. The name sound ferocious, but it turns out that the spider is relatively harmless. I've seen two others like it, one was killed by Ian. I don't prefer to live with them, so the next one I see will end up like this one.
Here's a picture of what one looks like alive:
My spider, when it was alive, was about two inches across with its legs spread out. Once I killed it, it shriveled up to about an inch wide, with its body 3/4 of an inch.
What an exciting event to wake up to!!!
