I woke up this morning as usual and went for my morning shower. I was going to step into the shower cubicle when i noticed the huge nasty creepy crawlie black spider on the cubicle floor. I turned the tap on and tried to flush it down the drain. Turned out that i had to admire it's vigor as it clinged onto the flooded floor.



Reinforcement rain saw an end to the war quickly. As the chinese saying goes about removing roots when cutting grass, i put the kettle on [yes, begin music and end music :p] and flushed the drain with a kettle of boiling rain... god bless the spider in its hot watery grave...



I guess this adds to my ever growing list of phobias. Should i call it phobia? These unfounded fears do not paralyse me with fear or anything. Instead it bestows a merciless zeal upon me. Maybe i shouldn't have drowned the harmless huge nasty creepy crawlie black spider. And if you heard any extreme prejudice towards spiders in that last statement, you heard right :)



And my point being? As i always tell one of my cousins, no point. Timeless chatter makes no points. So now imagine a lone wanderer riding into a huge orange sunset w/o any worldly cares...



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... Got it yet? Good. Keep that thought coz i'm gonna leave ya with it.