Gas Leak

I've been plagued by these little black spiders that like to viciously shake their abdomens at me as I reach for the Raid. They seem to clone themselves during the daylight hours, though I swear to god they're growing.

Today, I spent probably three hours curled up on window sills with a dirty sponge trying to cleanse the wooden blinds of 13 years of dust. I used this stuff that takes the tarnish off brass--'bout damn near disintegrated the rag... Somehow, I got the little pieces of dusty, sopping wet spent sponge in my mouth every once in a while. I got to listen to the entire Jekyll and Hyde show and sing in relative peace, so I'm happy.

I had a dream--other than the one about smuggling alien alligators or something--that we all broke out in song simultaneously, the same key--everything. It was pretty neat. I had a pretty singing voice. Only in my dreams, right? lol