Tonight there was a spider in the bathroom. A really big spider. I couldn't kill it. First of all it's bad for my karma, and second of all it's cruel--I am much bigger than a defenseless little spider.

I had my husband put it outside. I had to do this because if I don't, my cat will eat the spider, get an abscess, need to go to the vet, and I will have to pay three hundred dollars. This will not happen.

It's not because I am afraid of spiders, because I'm not.

Really.

I'm not.