2: On the ceiling of my bedroom just now, a quarter's diameter, wicked-looking and spindly. It's past 1a, so I had to kill it quietly by sort of slide-smashing it with the end of the Sorry Stick. It did the job. Its curled-up remains now rest at the bottom of my trashcan, which has a lid on it. This is the only spider allowed for February, everyone
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