I've been telling this story a lot in the past few days because it is just that upsetting. Earlier this week, I was minding my business watching The Closer (that I rented from Netflix, love it). I saw something move out of the corner of my eye, which ended up being a millipede (or whatever the hell those disgusting multi-legged creatures are called) on the ceiling above our sliding glass door. I sat there dumbfounded for about 45 seconds, running through a list of people who I might be able to call and come help, but no one was around. So, I grabbed the step stool out of the coat closet and tried killing the 'pede with a shoe, screaming the whole time since I knew once I hit it, it would come flying down onto my face. Well, I missed, and it started running towards the vent where the heat comes out, and I caught it right as half of its body was in the vent, gave it a good whack, but ended up only helping it to safety back into the vent. I was furious, scared, and generally offended.
My guess is that the millipede lives in the heating system and when we turned on the heat that day, it got too hot in there and he decided to come to our world and see what was up. I guess I would be more understanding if it was a bunny or something, but a millipede is just disgusting. I shut the vent in the living room and the one in my bedroom and turned off the heat. I continued to watch my show, but looked up at the vent every few minutes to make sure the beast wasn't coming back for more. We haven't had the heat on since, and it's been really chilly in our hardwood-floored apartment. The heat is back on today, though, so I'm on constant millipede watch and I am not happy about it. So yeah, that's the story of the millipede.
