me: hey babe-- it's about time you call me back
c: sorry, i told you i'd be running errands after work
me: it's okay. how are you?
c: i'm goo...
c: what's wrong?!?
me: there's something crawling!!
c: put a glass over it. i'll be there tomorrow to take care of it
so i'm on the phone with chris, when i see a piece of fuzz on the carpet. since i just vacuumed, i'm concerned, but oh, well. i probably just missed it. so i tried to pick it up, and it RAN AWAY FROM ME. i don't do well with things that skitter away from me. especially when i think it's fuzz. fuzz doesn't run. or skitter. or startle. fuzz sits there and lets you throw it in the trash.
this didn't. and i didn't know if it was a spider, or what. i hate creepy-crawlies. i HATE creepy-crawlies. so bad. but i listened well, and i ran and got a glass, and trapped that sucker. and you know what? he's kinda cute. as long as he's behind glass.
i hope he doesn't die by tomorrow.
well, i kinda hope that. i kinda... nevermind.