Fun story: Without a laptop, typically if I felt like doing extended browsing or homework at Allie's house, I'd do it on her old desktop in there. And, typically, I would just walk around the house barefoot and in my pajamas. One day I go in there to look up whatever and feel something hard under foot. I figure at first it's just a stale piece of poop, since those tend to be around the house. In fact it's actually the hardened decapitated head of a mouse. Other body parts were strewn about in the area.

Typically I don't end up in situations where things are quite that bad!