i’ll start with some pinching judy lyrics*:
there’s a hole in the bathroom
my knees they chitter and chat
aw, come on pain
you can do better than that…
and no, that’s not a prelude to some sort of whine about pain. it’s about the hole. in the bathroom. behind the toilet. there is also presumably a leak, of some magnitude. the plumbers are coming tomorrow, finally. but i’ve spent the last few weeks in which we had to track down our vacationing landlords, being majorly creeped out by my bathroom. that’s a big hole. in the wall. there are bugs and things on the other side, i’m sure.
it’ll all be better tomorrow, unless it’s much worse, in that we might not have a bathroom. it’s the only one. scary.
and speaking of creepy, there’s a whole display of these things in the grocery store. can’t go down the cereal aisle without them … looking at me. very creepy.
*reminds me it’s been awhile since i did a pinching judy feature — mp3s and lyrics of a former local band i love very much