day 88

Do you know that magic trick when a magician pulls a chain of handkerchiefs from his hat? Or the exhausting feeling of eating from a deep bowl of noodles that doesn't seem to run out? You know that momentary sensation of neverendingness?

How you doin'

What is that you might ask? Well the other evening I decided to clear the hairs that collected at my shower drainage. At first I thought there were only a few strands. I was wrong.

I pulled, and I pulled, and I pulled.


Mom this is for you

Look at that beast. A monster of hair, mould and grime that had been there the whole time (hey check it out – that rhymed!). If pipes could have cancer I'm sure that's what the tumour would look like.

I'm sorry I showed you this. Such horrors should never be discovered. I hope you've had your dinner. And shower.

I'll be gone now. Good night.