December 14th, 2005.

Vicious ant attack! Death from above! I was working, innocently enough, sitting and making things happen as I am wont to do, when I gigantic black ant dropped from the ceiling fan and landed on my laptop.

Harbringers of doom. I actually think of them as Thing 1 and Thing 2. The third cat is just Easter. These are the creatures who's half-sensed movements and yowlings and proddings and added heat I think brought on the nightmares the other night. Not that any of them resemble a resurrected drowned blonde girl,but you know - the subconscious is weird. — Harbringers of doom. I actually think of them as Thing 1 and Thing 2. The third cat is just Easter. These are the creatures who’s half-sensed movements and yowlings and proddings and added heat I think brought on the nightmares the other night. Not that any of them resemble a resurrected drowned blonde girl,but you know – the subconscious is weird.

I blew on him till he scampered away, but we eyeballed one another for the rest of the night as he explored all aspects of the kitchen. He was easy to keep track of – he was big and black and the kitchen’s new and white. I went and watched him clean his antennae, and redirected him where neccessary.

This morning I find him sitting on the top surface of the freezer drawer,moving verrrry verrrry slowly.

He’s biding his time. Oh… no longer. My mom got him. She is shaking her fist and saying “I HAVE ENDED HIS LIFE OF WANDERING!!!” Go mom.