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Eee.
There is a big giant spider on the wall right next to my desk.
I can't stop looking at it. It's very distracting. (At least I haven't run out of the room shrieking.) I kind of want it gone, but I can't bring myself to kill it and would feel like a true idiot asking the student to do it. We can't really liberate it either -- I'm on the second floor and the windows don't open.
*shiver*
I can't stop looking at it. It's very distracting. (At least I haven't run out of the room shrieking.) I kind of want it gone, but I can't bring myself to kill it and would feel like a true idiot asking the student to do it. We can't really liberate it either -- I'm on the second floor and the windows don't open.
*shiver*
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Maybe I can make the assistant deal with it, if it comes back.
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I understand how that would work as an intellectual excuse. What I don't understand is how that can feel right to me on a gut-level. But it does.
Dunno. Maybe Peter Parker humanized them for me or something.
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It never did come back. I kinda wonder what happened to it, but mostly I don't want to think about it. :)
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