Seriously, please tell me. This creature was just crawling across my livingroom floor. And since my house is pretty much just one large room now *everything* I own is now contaminated as far as I'm concerned. Keith was on the phone in the other room when I started screaming. All I could really get out was that there was a buggy-hopping-spider thing hiding in the corner. Almost as freaky as the thing's appearance was the fact that it seemed to react to my scream. Honestly! It stopped in it's tracks, looked at me, and then ran to hide. I'm not sure how Keith could be calm enough to take a picture of it before killing it but I'm glad he did because my description couldn't have done it justice. And besides, you wouldn't have believed me anyway. I mean seriously. Look at that thing!!
How long has this thing been in my house? Where was it hiding? Did it bring friends? Does it bite, sting and or attack people as they innocently try and watch late night TV? I am sweating and have goosebumps all over. Not joking.
I can't live here anymore. I have to move. I'm going to go hire some day laborers outside of Home Depot and have them pack up my stuff because I'm too scared to move. On second thought - I'll have them burn it all and I'll just start over.
