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A bedtime story with a tragic ending
I was in the bathroom just now, trying to summon the energy to remove my eye makeup after 12-plus hours of BlogHer fun, when I heard Dave calling my name from the bedroom.
him: Arielllllll! There's a spider! On the curtainnnn!
me: Oh, but it's so elegant! Look how pretty and leggy it is. You want me to kill it?
him: Whatever, you can just take its elegant ass outside.
me: Sorry, little guy. [Grabs kleenex.]
July 18, 2008 11:44 PM
I hate those daddy longlegs like spiders too :)