Ok, I woke up at 12, got up at 12:30. had coffee, scanned email, and voicemail, and Facebook comments. Googled fat red centipeed, was horrified because one was in my laundry room. Tried to get cat to rescue me from aforementioned centipeed. Cat disinterested. 3:00, living in fear because there is a giant red centipeed waiting to murder me and devour my poor, still twitching body. Productivity does not appear to be on the list of possibilities for today. Scheduling conflict I suppose.