infusium 23 killeth me slowly.
i bought infusium23 conditioner not *too* long ago. the smell in the bottle is good. the aftermath of shampooing and conditioning is good… i get compliments from people saying that my hair smells nice.
LET ME TELL YOU KIDS: NICE-SMELLING HAIR COMES AT A COST!!!
so, back when i was living at the old apartment on greenwood ave. it wasn’t really a big deal… i mean, i noticed some fumes from the infusium while i was showering but nothing overwhelming or major — i noticed it primarily AFTER stepping out of the shower and being in the bathroom brushing my teeth or whatever.
now that i moved into a house that has a shower half the size or whatever…………………….. i don’t know what it is but the fumes are killing me!! KILLETHING MEEE! KILLING MEEEEE.
starting from two weeks ago, my throat began aching. i would wake up in the morning with my throat just completely burning.
one day i didn’t take a shower because, i don’t know, sometimes i do that when i know that i’m not going to leave the house for a day or whatever (yeah yeah). i noticed the next morning that my throat didn’t hurt. thought it was a little weird, but went about taking my shower. again, the throataches resumed.
so a couple days ago, i decided to conduct an experiment. i didn’t wash my hair one day, and the next day, i stole one of my roommate’s shampoos. HAHAHAHAHA (hey, it’s in the name of saving my life… it’s okay).
magically, the day after the first day of dirtiness, my throat barely hurt. today, the second day of relative dirtiness, MY THROAT DOESN’T HURT AT ALL. not at all. not a smidgen.
the feeling infusium 23 gives me when i’m in the shower is akin to something like this… have you ever decided to wash a bathtub with bleach or some other cleaning product and then accidentally turned on the hot water???? (or maybe not so accidentally, because it gets the job done faster????) well, the fumes from that shit are pretty fucking intense, let me tell you. alex knows all about this. breathe in too much of that shit and it WILL leave your lungs and your throat feeling raw for the next couple days.
that’s what infusium feels like. IT’S BAD.
BOYCOTT INFUSIUM.
or maybe who knows. one of my roommates might just be pouring bleach into my shampoo every morning. dun dun dun. it did magically start when i got HERE… HMMMMMMMMMM. INDEEEEED.
anyway, alex, lenny, and i went on this park quest this past weekend. i must share delicious pics. my house in greenlake = surrounded by parks and natury goodness. and a zoo! albeit a shitty one. a very shitty one.
i need a bike.
alex… he is enjoying the baboon much too much… T__T
“gimee yer ears!”
“respect the cock! tame the cunt!” (they made me do it… quote from “magnolia”)
i’m a regular photographer. btw, his mouth is right where my penis just was.
doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo.
and now, for the coup de gras…
“yee-haw!”
and now, for the coup de gras-er… to be honest, i don’t even know what that term means…
the dr. seuss-style one-eyed tree!! HE IS GOING TO GET AN EYE A’PAINTED ON ‘IM!