Rod the Beetle

Was meant to be Mark telling me he didn't "get rid of the beetle" but the Freudian slip tells me he wanted to keep it really.

I was too tired to try and find the spider catcher and put it out, so it's currently under my alcohol measurement glass.

Working today. Watched what seemed to be 500 hours of tennis....men's finals and got annoyed at the various wrong versions of "Djokovic" I heard today. I wish Nadal had won simply cause people can say his name.

Very annoying.

Off to bed now, Rod is still down stairs :)