Willow talks to me

Okay, I'll stop soon. If there were another adult with me all day, this wouldn't happen.

Willow talks to me. She does. She communicates. When she's hungry, she climbs up on the glass. It's the only time she does it now. She used to do it for warmth, like when my hand was pushed up on the glass, or a candle was nearby. But now, it's only when she's hungry.
She had a stretch of time where she did not eat. I'd put in crickets (sorry, crickets) and she'd ignore them. Now I wait for her to climb on the glass and she does, and I feed her and she hunts those little suckers down and eats. Isn't that awesome? She's so f*cking cool.
NO, I haven't held her yet, but I will someday. I really will. She doesn't gross me out anymore when she moves fast. I can almost anticipate her moves, and she likes me. And now that she's more like a puppy than a spider (since her frequent stops in the water dish), it's even more likely. She likes me, I know she does! She knows who I am. I can see her little eyeballs. I can hardly wait til it's time to moult again! It will be in April or so, and I can't wait! I'm going to vid the whole thing, or at the very least take pictures this time. Not that anyone cept me finds it fascinating. This world is sooooo amazing. Can you imagine shedding all of you? eyeballs, fangs, EVERYTHING? Awesome.