What do? So it's over, the spider is gone. The little -blam!-er though fell from the ceiling and landed right where I was -blam!-ing sitting. I screamed like a little girl and ran straight to my phone to tell the flood about it, I then ran down stairs got the vacuum as a self defense weapon. When I went back into my room to vacuum it I almost walked right into the little -blam!-er who was hanging by a spider web. Once that happened I screamed like a little girl again and vacuumed that -blam!-er up. I swear to god this was no ordinary spider. He was out to kill me, I'm hoping that he is dead now and not calling for reinforcements from his spider buddies. -blam!- spiders.