oh shit
2003-07-13 || 9:02 p.m.

My bathroom door just finally fell to pieces.

I heard a bang and then 'shit' said about 30 times in various descriptive ways.

I finally rolled off my sick bed and made my way towards the bathroom to find Bex shut in behind the rather heavy fragments of the door. Not only had it broken, it had spilled its innards all over the floor and was proving hard to shift. And then a spider ran out. Shit, the spider's homeless too, I thought.

Well unless my next door neighbour has periscope eyes I think we can still bath unmolested.