It's not about the house.

Friday, September 7, 2007

Birth Of A Compulsion

I have now developed a maniacal habit of occasionally and spontaneously becoming convinced that that monster spider from last night is hiding underneath my keyboard.

I'm typing along, and all of a sudden I go "AH!" and flip the keyboard over just to check.

Also, every time I pick up the toilet roll to blow my nose, I drop it because what if he's inside the tube?


Seriously, the AssVac, who wants her?

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