
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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Oh God!
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Weevil
Am I a girl? I don't mind spiders - I'm less keen on the child stealing size ones - Obviously.
But Vine Weevils freak me out - they kill my plants for a feckin' start and they crunch underfoot but the wreck my head.
My spider hoover (yes, I have a spider hoover) usually refuses to hoover it up. Nice.
Ok, Spiders wreck my head enough to mean that I've got a spider hoover. So sue me.
( , Mon 26 Feb 2007, 15:05, Reply)
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