Sunday, March 12, 2006


My bathtub is full of s**t. At the end of the week the bath would bubble stuff up at around 11 at night. I thought that some kind of demon was trying to communicate to me. I studied the remaining stains, but my knowledge of Egyption script was not good enough to read the message. I couldn't decide whether to encourage the demon or try to destroy it. So I could have tried to raise the demon from the pipes using a drop of human blood, or I could have sent him back to hell using "holy water" (once I had stolen some). I decided I would try "Mr Muscle" instead. I should have tried holy water, as now things are in a terrible state. I guess it is time to ring the landlord, to exocise the filled pipes.