Bathroom Stuff

This morn i realise that a low bed is not so easy to get out of & maybe should do something about it. I might be ebaying for a taller one eventually, some nice but cheap ikea thing maybe. Its either that or put the bed on a layer of milk crates, but even i have some shame. Ash's old bed frame is a bit too low for those rough mornings when everything hurts. Its cos i been stupid the night before, but i'm probably never going to stop doing that.

Then i go up for a shower. There's 2 housemates & they both have GFs & there is a move of product into the bathroom that lately seems to grow every day as the GFs move further in. It all make me feel even more unsofisticated than usual, as my idea of extravagant luxury is moisturised soap that squirts out of a bottle & smells like nuts, on special at Bi Lo. Large seethru bags of tubes & bottles are turning up full of stuff branded with names i never even heard of. The one shelf near the shower which used to be sparse is cluttered now with stuff & my lonely blue bottle of shampoo is almost invisible up the back. Luckily they don't seem to spend loads of time in the bathroom though so i guess its just a feelng like there's 5 (or 20, if u see the bathroom) people living in this house, but as for concrete effect, not much.