It's all about the food chain, baby

Thanks to my newly found superpower of NO LONGER BEING ARACHNIPHOBIC, I am perfectly comfortable laying here in bed watching a lovely, if not rather large, eight-legged beauty cross the far wall.

I have named her "Snack" because it is only a matter of time before Her Royal Highness, The Pirate Tranny Kitty Goddess Afsoun: Bane Of Arachnid Kind And Harbinger Of Podiatric Doom catches sight of her.

I thought about getting up to relocate her, but I am wiped out. I think this time, I am going to let nature take its course... I can't deal with HRH,TPTKGA:BOAKHOPD glaring at me with her "Hey! I was gonna eat that!!" expression and then waiting for me to go to sleep to exact revenge.