(winter) cleaning.

so i'm sitting on the toilet yesterday, and i begin to look around (cause i'm a curious sort of fellow), and i notice a few long strands of hair on the floor. upon closer examination i realize that the hairs are not all from the same person. four different types in all.

my first thought, "man, i hope none of the owners of this hair happened to detect that some of these hairs weren't theirs. my second thought, "good thing i don't date blondes, or i'd probably have a lot of explaining to do by now." my third thought, "i should clean."