4:22 p.m. - May 27, 2004
Not quite the ending one would hope for
Quick note between stops -
This morning I was shaving when a spider crawled across the mirror. I am not a huge fan of spiders, but neither am I (very) afraid of them. Regardless of antipathy towards arachnids, they die when they cross my path. Got toilet paper and smushed the mirror. No spider guts, not even a miniscule crunch. Huh? Look again in the mirror.
Yes, that's right. The spider was on my face, immobilized in shaving cream. On my face.
