grotesque-oh!

oh i knew the centipede would show up, but how does this happen? i decide to go to the kitchen, cut a piece of cheese by the light of the fridge ( first mistake i guess ) put said cheese down to put the rest back in fridge, turn around, pick up cheese, that is now wiggling in my hand, and YES, i have picked up a huge centipede that was sitting pretending to be cheese. honest. kafka-esque. and no. i'm not drugged in any way, shape or form. i tell ya, a surprise bug in the hand is a gross thing.
but at least i didn't eat it.
and at least i'm not the bug.
i guess.