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You know those stories of factory workers lopping off their fingers in the sausage machine, or production line workers falling into grinders, I now understand how such unfortunate things can happen.

When you perform the same mind numbing mundane act day in and day out, at some point your brain is going to shut off to preserve what little amount of neurons you have left after a large percentage of them have spazed and stiffened from paralysis. ( I am not implying that factory workers are daft, I now have profound respect for production line workers).

Today I had to watch a series on Keeping Fishes.
Guppies
Turtles
Clown Fish
Asian Arowana
Goldfish
Koi

Right about when the hobbyists were describing the iridescence of the goldfish, I kinda lost it and went a bit mad with boredom. It made me want to stand on my chair and dance like Sheena and spray white spot disease, fungus and parasites all over the freaky bubble eyed goldfishes.

The Horrors - Sheena is a Parasite - Chris Cunningham


Excuse me now while I revive my neurons with the macabre and Geep-like things.