I watched a spider for about 12 hours yesterday. The beastie had set up camp in a corner of my living room, lazily stretching what I’m sure is a very fetching arachnid leg for the bulk of its extended nap. At about 19.00, the spider spread out, showing me all eight of its pins in a move that I believe was designed to scare me.
When I opened my bedroom door this morning (I am not unperturbed enough to sleep with the door open when the thing could end up crawling across my body as I snooze away), it was gone.
I suspected this would be the case, and I will continue to believe that the spider merely crept out of the open window directly beneath it. I’ve always suspected that we are WAY more scared of insects and other smallish creatures than they are of us, and I know this to be true in the case of cockroaches.
In far more pleasant news, a chocolate bar about 5m long has been created in Armenia. Unfortunately, I do not know how Armenian chocolate might taste, and can only hope it’s better than the vaguely-coco-flavoured nothingness that is American chocolate. Apparently, Armenians eat 40kg of chocolate a year. That’s about how much chocolate I eat a year, and this is considered an average amount … I TOTALLY LOVE THAT ABOUT ARMENIANS! VIVA ARMENIA!
It’s nice that Armenia is now known for something.