Schwaltzvald

Slightly related story: My roommate lived in a basement apt in Hyattsville before she moved in here. Cave-cricket central. Anyway, we got all of her stuff and piled it in the living room for days until we got around to unpacking it. For one reason or another I decided to sleep in the living room one night. At 4am, I was awakened by the sound of what I thought was a mouse. When I go turn on the light, I see the biggest spider I have ever seen outside of a zoo strolling towards my front door. Big, thick, black, 3-4 inches across. That beast had hitched a ride from my roommates basement. I HATE SPIDERS. I grabbed the broom and with a loud battle cry, I lunged at the freak smashing it several times. It...didn't...die. It jumped up from it's protective position and ran under some boxes. Now it was hiding in a dark room full of unpacked crap and potentially more spiders. I searched for an hour before I found it and finished it off. Moral: all uninvited animals in apartments suck