Don’t you love it when, after a delightful evening of very little sleep, you are standing in the shower while you attempt to reach some level of wakefulness and a great big spider – I don’t know exactly how big because I don’t bathe with my glasses on, but the blurry spot was pretty broad and leggy – runs across the inside of the shower curtain?

There’s no amount of caffeine in the world that can stimulate you like that.

Shelob, Jr is probably still running around in my bathroom somewhere, since I decided that chasing after it while wearing nothing but a little lukewarm water would not be a good thing. And of course I’ll probably have a dream where the thing will pop out of the toilet at me, since that’s how my brain works.