The pool at the gym has been green for months, and I'm not talking someone couldn't resist a wazz in the corner green. No, I mean really green, like Shrek and the Hulk had an aqua swinger's party, with Frankenstein and Slimer and Kermit the Frog (and of course their partners).
I pay well over the odds for that gym membership, the least I expect is a pool I can trust. The truth is, green, in all its forms, has been following me for a while now anyway.
A green balloon floated by my car as I was driving the other day, I think it was from Frankie & Benny's. Broccoli has ended up on every meal I've had recently. I'm full of envy for people in proper jobs that stress them out (Yes! I want to be stressed out for something I care about, not just stressed because my steel-toe-cap boots dont fit me properly or a customer didn't say thank you one day). Also, seems like everywhere I go I can smell weed and that's not because I smoke it, because I don't.
Maybe I'm turning into the Hulk, I'm getting really angry lately and I ripped my jeans earlier in the week. Maybe it was me who turned the pool green. I definitely did not have sexual relations with any fictional creatures though.
I just need to get away from all the green, perhaps I should stop recycling for a while too and start driving more and I don't know, leave all the lights on in the house, all day! And chop a tree down, I've kinda always wanted to that anyway.
Next set of traffic lights I come to better not be green.
Have I said green in this post too much? Have I defeated the object of trying to stay away from green by simply repeating the word excessivley? Has green won? Am I going insane?
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