...way out on the corner of fucked up and evil...

I swear, that spider is trying to embarrass me. It's playing mind-games with me, lurking in odd corners and skittering past when my back is turned, so I just see it out of the corner of my eye. I'm too paranoid to do my washing up, and my damn pie is still in the fridge.

I hate you, spider.

I bet it's on a mission from David Blaine.