Hee--for tommyrot.

Awww....

How not to kill a spider.

WARNING THERE IS A GIANT CREEPY SPIDER PICTURE BEFORE THE TEXT IF YOU CLICK THROUGH SERIOUSLY JILLI DO NOT CLICK THAT LINK.

The 28 year-old suffered severe burns after attacking the arachnid with an aerosol can at his home in Clacton in Essex.

The man was summoned by his wife to deal with a spider she had seen scuttling behind the lavatory on Bank Holiday Monday. Not being able to reach it, the man decided to kill it by spraying it with the can.

However he was unable to see whether it was dead because the bulb in the bathroom light had blown. At this point he turned to a cigarette lighter to illuminate the room, but in the process ignited the gas fumes and caused an explosion.

The blast was so strong it blew the man off his feet and lifted the loft door off its hinges.

He suffered flash burns to his head, legs and torso and was rushed by ambulance to hospital after dousing himself in cold water.

Firefighters administered emergency first aid at the scene while waiting for ambulance teams to arrive.

A spokesman added: "We're not entirely sure whether the spider got away or not but there was no sign of it at the scene."

Cool; I've got the same classroom I had over the summer for my cataloging class this fall, which starts tomorrow morning. I'm glad I'm doing a Saturday morning class instead of a workday evening one this semester--saves on the commuting hassle.

Ooh, and I just was able to get onto my personal school webpage to get my grade from the summer class--got an A!!

Uh, what was in the can?

I'm the sort of person that needs covers in all weather, but the idea of actually being enclosed is not on the good side for me.

When I was going caving, we all agreed ahead of time that we would support each other if we got freaked out in the cave. I forgot that I would actually really like the tiny places in the caves! Of course, I fully freaked out when we were supposed to jump over this little gap in rocks....

Free range of motion is mandatory. MANDATORY. I've never caved. I think as long as I could maintain forward motion I'd be okay, but hitting a point where I was constrained and had to back up would probably freak me out. Ironically, gradients of about 45° weird me out.

Parenting endeavour bound to end in tears. Also, carnage.

Ooh. The Dustin Brown game has started. Fuckit. I'ma keep a window open in the corner of my screen and keep working. Yardie too pretty to ignore.

Free range of motion is mandatory.

Remember the opening credits on M*A*S*H? The people in the chopper "gurney", on their backs? Same thing with a coffin (thank you, Buffy and Supernatural). Totally freaks me out. And yet I would be fine if I was on my stomach, oddly. Maybe because then I wouldn't be able to see exactly how little space I had?

Yay, Kathy!

I think being on my stomach would make it worse, if I couldn't move.

Great. Dustin's match rained out after three games. So much for the great video at work experiment.

None of the people I need to call are at their desks. I'm about to go for early lunch.

And yet I would be fine if I was on my stomach, oddly. Maybe because then I wouldn't be able to see exactly how little space I had?

This is me. Add MRI tunnel. It took everything I had not to freak out like a mammal.