It’s been two days since I last saw Carlotta, after my accidentally breathing on him caused him to vanish in the blink of an eye. Carlotta is a zippy one and two days is plenty of time to reach the bedroom and lurk around my pillow until the exact moment he kills me in my sleep through whatever hideous means he is capable. Not that the prospect of my death at his eight hands is paramount in my thinking; I also consider him a friend. Where did you go, my friend? I’m sorry I accidentally breathed on you and also dropped that little piece of lint on your web to see if you would think it was a tasty insect. I just didn’t want you to think that all of your work and waiting were in vain. Now that I consider it, maybe this was like giving a starving person a cardboard box to chew on, but my heart was in the right place. Come back, Carlotta! And if you don’t come back, at least don’t, you know, kill me.
Carlotta may have found some cracks to go through and find his way outside where the hunting is easier. Spiders can make their way into and out of homes rather easily. Despite his love for you, the easy life may have been too tempting!
Learn levitation ASAP.
That way, if you have to make your way through the house late at night, your feet are not vulnerable if this erstwhile arachnid launches a sneak attack on your ankles.
Spiders are patient. Oh, so very patient.
B.
I'll bet Golbin ate him...
Maybe Carlotta went back to notify the rest of his family that you assaulted him. The entire spider clutter might be planning to eat you in your sleep, in which case I hope you'll be leaving a will stating which items from your store will be mine for the taking once you're mummified and hollowed out.
Thrombosis is still here.
Watching me.
Quietly watching me.
Jess: Yeah, he was after the easy life all right. See today's entry for a revelation on what he was up to all along!
B: I don't know that I would call him erstwhile.
Broadsheet: Goblin is too much of a lady!
Logan: Well there's an image. There's a bag of all-natural laundry detergent with your name on it.
Curtis: He's watching for your social security number. Beware!
