Final post of the day, I swear

But this just needs to be expressed:

WHY ARE THERE FREAKING SPIDERS ALL OVER THIS FREAKING COUNTRY???

I had forgotten that as fall approaches in Holland, every species of spider in Western Europe congregates in Heemstede, the Netherlands. Specifically in my father's house. Going downstairs to put my laundry in the dryer, I was attacked by FOUR SPIDERS. FOUR. SEPARATE. SPIDERS.

I am sleeping on the floor. That means they are all going to come and get me while I am sleeping.

Those of you who have heard my Dutch spider story know that when I encounter a spider in my room, I have two choices: be eaten by the giant spider or possibly see my father naked. If you don't know this story, I'm sorry because that sounds really sketchy, but it is based on a true story. A tiny terrycloth bathrobe with daisies on it saved me from being scarred for life. This time I may not be so lucky.

Now I'm scared to go to bed. What if they come and eat me??