Wednesday, March 17

Bright Lights






Dropped by the gym this morning to tidy up the upstairs. Work has begun. The guy there now knows me as the "storeroom keeper". How cool. Please don't go into the gym if you can help it unless you like haze. The PSI inside is 10000000. The workers you see are immune. They aren;t fazed even when a giant chalkbag's worth of yuck dust poured down onto their head when they took out the lights. We are eternally grateful.


So. To new lights, a brighter gym and a brighter erm, future.