There is a... a thing in my floor with lots of legs and feelers. You know what I hate most about tiny, tiny bug things? Feelers!

Now, usually I'm fine having this whole "I won't bother you if you won't bother me" thing going with bug things, but this one has decided to take advantage of this and disappear. Which is much less comforting than you'd think since he isn't gone he can't be. I just saw him there!

And fuck all I may've just named him Pete. In my head. My brain did it without my permission. Now I can't find him and kill him because I typed him up there and my brain named him Pete. But I can't put my feet in the floor either because he might be there with his feelers.

I need Pepsi.

And Charlie.

And Don.

And Don in his thigh holsters and nothing else.

That'd deal with the bug.

(Or make me not mind so much.)

Also, GIP. Because I am obsessive.