Blood Blister Blog.

Over the last few weeks I have grown out a little ‘tache. Not quite the type that you might twirl around your pinky as you sit back, audience to a tantalising tale. More downy and adolescent. I cut it all off though. (Maybe ‘cut’ is misleading though; paving the way for a mental looping-back to the image of a handlebar style). I shaved it is what I mean, really. And since that day, I have been feeling slightly worse. Maybe the loss of the hundred or so antennae that I had previously had on my side, helping me detect bad vibes and other such cosmic disturbances, has impacted me more than I could have foretold.

Bad news everyone, two google searches in (condensed search history attached below as proof), and I have been hit in the face with a reality worse than I might have ever imagined. It’s made me into a leftist!