Earlier, 'pon the 9pm-11pm rota (it's 5.07am as I write this), I decided to get drunk as a motherfucking shit yet again. This results in a five-day binge which is uncommon outside festivities (Halloween, Christmas etc...)

Anyway, I returned home not so long ago... as I walked up stairs (most of you are aware of my bone-deep hatred of arachnids) and I saw a spider on the wall, outside the bath room. Pumped full of alcohol, it has little limits on my fear factor so I literally fucking...