3:30am here.   Woke up about an hour ago with my hand feeling like it was on fire. What the fuck?  Before I got completly out of bed I saw my silent visitor squirm for cover under my pillow.  A mukade that was about 3 inches long bit my finger while I was asleep.  First I tried to squeeze as much venom as I could out of the bite, but still an hour later it still burns and stings.   Then I went on a rampage and ended up having to dismantle my bed and frame and then move bookcases and shelves so as to pull back the rug covering the tatami my room.  Using some kitchen cleaner as a weapon I sprayed it 4 or 5 times on top of stepping on it several times.   None the less I lost.  It scurred under the rug.  Hopefully the kitchen cleaner will kick in and it won't come back.  Unfortunatly mukade usually come in pairs.  I hope this is the last mukade I see in my house.   I don't think that I'll be able to sleep for awhile.  Shit.  Time for a beer and movie.