The war continues

No, I'm not talking about THAT war, but my personal war against spiders. I used to love them. They ate bugs that I detested. They made cool webs for me to look at. Then, starting about a year or two ago, for whatever reason, they started biting me. Why? I haven't a clue what has changed. I even convinced my dad of this fact (he's the epitome of a non-believer) by showing him my slightly bleeding bite from two tiny puncture wounds that I must of gotten while gardening one day.

But what happened over the weekend has really pissed me off!!! It's not nearly as bad as a bite from a recluse spider (don't click on the link unless you have a strong stomach), but the bite has definitely caused some necrosis of a few layers of skin about the size of a dime on my FACE. My face! My beautiful face! I'm *SO* going to start killing every spider I see from now on and will look into spider control chemical traps.

I actually probably killed the culprit in the computer room this morning. It was a spider like I've never seen before. Including its legs, it was a little bigger than a quarter. It's body was about the size of a grain of rice that was a light tan color and slightly translucent, and topping that grain of rice was a tiny reddish head. If anyone can tell me what spider that is based on the description, please write in!