I am writing this at one in the morning. 8D
I trotted happily to the bathroom after I attempted to write (to no avail) and that's when my heart jumped into my throat.

Our bathroom is odd, with a bathtub-shower corner next to ze toilet. And perched on the side of this odd fixture, was a spider.
He was all black, with eight legs and a little bigger than a penny.
I screamed and ran back outside.
Nervously, I paced around the apartment, debating what to do.
"Grab an empty paper towel tube." My half-awake brother advised.
"Grab a shoe." I /think/ my dad said.
"Mine." Said my one year old sister.
"Go away." Whined my seven year old sister.
"Bring Sillhouette." Mother sighed, turning over in her sleep.

I gathered my brother's shoe, (x3) and a papertowel tube in one hand, and grabbed our black cat, Sillhouette around the middle.
I plopped Sillhouette on the bathroom floor, advising him to "Catch any spiders you see, Silly."
I helpfully pointed out Mr.Doom/The spider to my cat, and I kid you not he responded with a "Oh HELL no" look before skittering off. Great help he was.
I tried to catch him, but he was two fast and with a heavy heart I returned to the bathroom. The spider was gone.

Now, I prefer spiders dead, but if that's not an option, I prefer them to have an exact location.
It is for this reason I am now using the Unisex Public bathroom at the end of the hall in my buildingto brush my teeth and do "bathroom" things.

That is all.