Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Those bastard hotel mirrors

11:30 and all is quite.  

While I’m waiting for the next deadline, let me tell you of the horrifying things that I remembered when I got out of the shower.

The mirrors in hotels are the most unforgiving bastards you will ever meet.  I think it must be the massive amounts of lighting.  For some reason when I’m at home and I happen to catch site of myself nekid, I suck my shit in and I can convince myself that I’ve not put on that much weight since I stopped smoking!

Ugh-huh.  Then the reflection in the hotel mirror.  *shudder*  Bright glaring light highlighting every imperfection and holy mother of God, how can my stomach be that distended without bursting out like they do in the Alien movies?!

I remember now why I  start smoking again after ten months of hell.  I can’t handle how very large I get when I stop smoking.  I’m as large as a small house!  Bloody Hotel mirrors!

I’m not going to start again.  I just hope the kids don’t turn round to me and say holy crap Dad you look like a small house!

2 Comments:

Blogger Paddy Johnson said...

You many not be happy with your body right now, but at least you can take comfort in the fact that you could make over 800 hundred a month.

I'm sure you will return to your normal weight once things have leveled out for you.

September 29, 2005 at 2:16:00 PM EDT  
Blogger Snooze said...

3-way mirrors in changerooms are the bane of my existence

September 30, 2005 at 9:41:00 AM EDT  

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