Minor Freakout

A big nasty black spider just fell from the ceiling and bounced off my keyboard onto my notebook. Jesus hell! Somehow I contained my urge to scream like a little girl and merely flug the spider across the office. Uck. Now I keep looking up at the ceiling to make sure there aren't anymore and thinking that if I had been typing at that very second that spider could have touched my BARE FLESH. Uck. Uck again. Uck.