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Mutant Bugs
Jul. 17th, 2008 09:43 amSo not only have I been visited by suicidal cockroaches (and with the amount of poison in my kitchen you may think I'm suicidal too), but last night I found a silverfish skittering about my kitchen floor. Can my apartment be any more detestable? I used to have small silverfish in the London flat, but they were tiny things and confined themselves to the bathroom and the hoover bag when they were unfortunate enough to be in its vicinity.
This one must have been about 12mm long and left quite a gooey mess on my copy of the Lush Times when I thwacked it. I feel utterly revolting. Anyway this is all leading onto the mutant silverfish story.
I was in Big Echo a few Sundays ago waiting to get a karaoke box with some friends when this giant "thing" crawled across the floor and parked itself in the middle of the lobby. We, and the other customers, all stood around peering at it. It was about 4-5cm in length, and at its widest point was about 2cm across. It had a silvery "carapace" (I don't really know if these things have carapaces or not), too many legs and some rather evil looking spines coming off of its rear legs - not the kind of thing I would wish to tread on. To my eye it looked rather like a cross between a millipede, woodlouse and cockroach. And it kept following me. Everytime I moved forward in the queue, it moved too. When I sat down to wait for our box, it followed me over to the door. Someone was brave enough to give it a nudge out the door back into the downpour outside. Urrgh, my skin is crawling.
Why have I been chosen to be the victim of these prehistoric nightmares on legs?
It reminds me of a scene from a book called "The The Light Ages" by Ian R MacLeod, where the main character's mother is sick and attracting all these mutant insects. I seem to recall them sitting at dinner while all these giant mutant silverfish slip out of a hole in the ceiling.
Hmmm, and so to work.
This one must have been about 12mm long and left quite a gooey mess on my copy of the Lush Times when I thwacked it. I feel utterly revolting. Anyway this is all leading onto the mutant silverfish story.
I was in Big Echo a few Sundays ago waiting to get a karaoke box with some friends when this giant "thing" crawled across the floor and parked itself in the middle of the lobby. We, and the other customers, all stood around peering at it. It was about 4-5cm in length, and at its widest point was about 2cm across. It had a silvery "carapace" (I don't really know if these things have carapaces or not), too many legs and some rather evil looking spines coming off of its rear legs - not the kind of thing I would wish to tread on. To my eye it looked rather like a cross between a millipede, woodlouse and cockroach. And it kept following me. Everytime I moved forward in the queue, it moved too. When I sat down to wait for our box, it followed me over to the door. Someone was brave enough to give it a nudge out the door back into the downpour outside. Urrgh, my skin is crawling.
Why have I been chosen to be the victim of these prehistoric nightmares on legs?
It reminds me of a scene from a book called "The The Light Ages" by Ian R MacLeod, where the main character's mother is sick and attracting all these mutant insects. I seem to recall them sitting at dinner while all these giant mutant silverfish slip out of a hole in the ceiling.
Hmmm, and so to work.
