papa roach

woke this morning and strolled into the bathroom to empty my bladder, as I am prone to do each day, and discovered the cheeky grin of a giant roach peering up at me from behind the waste paper basket... I jumped and peed on the floor... he jumped and scuttled off somewhere. No more sign for another hour as I went back for a little snooze, but at 08h or so I was cleaning my teeth when he popped up again (at least I hope its the same one... would rather there not be two of the fuckers lurking in my room) from somewhere and ran across my foot. Me and Doc Martin chased him round the bathroom and bedroom awhile but he was too wise in the ways of nooks and crannies to get squished, so I left him there while I went out for breakfast. Maybe he'll have found his way home later on.