Peer pressure

There's a colony of ants living in my beautiful laptop!

Well ok, one ant. And the laptops not that beautiful- it's silver and pretty, but it's a mac ("beauty is what's on the inside") and I'm a corporate Windows whore, and have next to no idea how to use it's more celebrated functions.

But seriously, why on earth are there animals living in my jazzy laptop!?
If it were charmless Gnome flatmate's wizzy computer gadget then I'd understand- jam smears and crumbs do tend to attract wildlife, or so I would assume. My knowledge of wildlife is gathered only by hours of watching mind numbing animal related tv shows during extended visits to my maternal grandparents' home- personal experience is seriously limited.
Plus, we don't like her so she'd deserve it. She may be sleeping with my beautiful Sophie flatmate- so we love her by extension- but we just don't like her.

It's a bad influence, is what it is, this Windows beast. And its blue.
*shudder*
Well, there's no two ways about it.
I'm just going to have to curtail their fraternising time.

UPDATE: I stand corrected- it really is a colony of ants- I just saw one flaunting its presence on the keypad, then it fucking vanished beneath the keys.
Fuck. Maybe I should lay a trap, lure them out with an open jar of jam- I'd use Gnome's laptop, but God only knows what else my poor silver baby would catch.