Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
Seanan McGuire
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Things my friends put up with, part two.

Sunil: Last night there was a giant spider on my ceiling.
Me: Did it skitter over your face in the night?
Sunil: I HATE YOU.
Sunil: (I considered opening this conversation with, "Seanan, do you promise not to make any characteristically Seanan comments?")
Me: Leg leg leg leg leg leg leg leg...
Me: (That would have been wise, yes.)

I love my friends.
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Have you seen the Phil Jupitus bit on spiders on YouTube? I think you'd love it. Your friend, not so much.

(It's in three parts, you can usually find it just by searching the chap's name and "spiders" - make sure you watch Category 1 first, then Category 2 & Category 2and3 conclusion)
AWESOME.
I hear that in the old Meow Mix tune.

Leg leg leg leg
leg leg leg leg
leg leg leg leg, leg leg leg leg....
<giggles>

jerusha

7 years ago

seanan_mcguire

7 years ago

It is hiding out somewhere in my apartment, planning a goddamn invasion, I tell you.
Yes, probably.
I'm sorry, Sunil, I adore you and all, but-- you *really* should've known better. :)

(Also, this spider facts page I was reading? Says that in fact it probably *didn't*. But I don't know if you wanna read it; it has LOTS of photos of spiders.)
Can I have the link? I game tomorrow, and spider facts help the converstion flow...

vixyish

7 years ago

tikiera

7 years ago

aineotter

7 years ago

seanan_mcguire

7 years ago

My brain is ENTIRELY too tactile... I read "Did it skitter over your face in the night?" and went YEEEEAAAAUUUUGGGHHH!!!! cause I could feel it DOING THAT.
(Or maybe it's just memory of having had spiders do just exactly that, growing up in the woods- FTW!)
Ooooooooooooops.

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Poor Spidey. Denied the love.
Reminds me of an old friend who lives in Australia, who wrote me a horrified email telling how she'd woken up that morning to find a brown huntsman on her pillow. And she helpfully attached a link to the Wikipedia page on it, as well as one to an LJ post showing the tips of one's legs just peeking out from behind a wall clock.

. . . "I hate you" was the calmest response I made to her. ::shudders::
But the Brown Huntsman spider feeds on things of evil, like silverfish! They eat book-eating insects!

xanath

7 years ago

seanan_mcguire

7 years ago

igneous_smurf

7 years ago

lysystratae

7 years ago

seanan_mcguire

7 years ago

You enjoy making the rest of us squirm, don't you? :)
See, this is why I have an SCA war spear named Spider's Bane.

seanan_mcguire

7 years ago

I am engaged in a scientific attempt to communicate with the arthropod world. Since their little bug brains are incapable of understanding my message, I am attempting to communicate with their genome— by providing selection pressure against the ones that have apparently failed to understand my polite request to stay out of my house.

Cleo is helping by hunting them down. If she sees one up on a wall, she will chirp at me until I pick her up and let her stand on the palm of my hand to bap at it.
I think your approach is wise, and utterly respectable.
Speaking of "characteristically Seanan," badgerthorazine was telling me yesterday about a game called "Zombies in Wonderland," in which she was playing Dorothy (yes, Baum's Dorothy). My first reaction was "Does Seanan know about this?"
...I did not.

SQUEE.
Did I ever tell you the story about when my spider phobia hit its peak?

I was in the bathtub many years ago, back when I had hip-length hair. I felt something prickle on the side of my cheek. Assuming it was my hair, I brushed at it, and it RAN OVER MY MOUTH. I shrieked and clawed at my face, and it bit my cheek and then my hand. I frantically tried to flick it over the side of the tub, but my wild thrashing caused it to land in the water between my breasts, causing me to leap up and have the spider CASCADE DOWN THE LENGTH OF MY NAKED BODY OH GOD.

To make matters worse, it was a quarter-sized brown spider, and my mother had already received a necrotic spider bite that year, so I had to wait a few days to see if my face and dominant hand were going to get oozing sores.

FUN TIMES!
*shivers* I hate spiders.

Just reviewed Feed (crossposted to Amazon)! The ending almost made me cry, but I didn't mention that part.
Sorry about the spiders, yay for the review.
Ah, memories of Boy Scout camp, and having handfuls of spiders thrown in my face on more than one occasion. Didn't bother me a bit, albeit they were only daddy longlegs and I knew it.
Boy Scout camp was apparently a special place.
I *love* spiders, and they also make all the hair on my neck stand up. was/am an arachnologist, and I'm a mostly recovered arachnophobe, but scary things are fun and fascinating.
True!