more from the funny farm
so fil used to arrange my shampoo and conditioner bottles into engineery-like formations all the time and i always threatened to secretly document them and then put the pictures all up on my blog to expose how cuckoo bananas he is (isn’t really) well anyway he started up his habit again, everyday it’s a new creation:
he asked me how it made me feel to see that he did this “for me” uh um special? creeped out? how is this supposed to make me feel, is this a trick question? yeah it’s endearing, it also makes me feel guilty over the amount of conditioner i burn through and thusly as a result the amount of plastic bottles too. it also reminds me of poltergeist when the mom turns her back on the kitchen table and chairs and then turns around again to find them no longer tucked in and then stacked on the table. oh great now i get to spend the rest of my anxiety attack thinking about the poltergeist. cid lets go back to bed.
