The sheet I was lying on became the setting of Invasion of the Squillipedes, so I have come in. Okay, so they weren't actually squillipedes. There were fewer pedes than that. Maybe brazilipedes.

Anyway. The apartment is now delightfully cold, so I shall now ruin that by baking my cake. Yay!

The squillipede in The trista's apartment continues its reign of terror. Details at noon.

I saw it yesterday morning, and it was horrible. Legs everywhere. I think some of its legs had legs. Of course, when I first spotted it I did what anyone would do. I squeaked, and then I ran away. I spent a moment or two whimpering and wishing dawnshine were there, ( Read more... )