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I realise that this is drastic overshare, and I know it's kind of reminiscent of that one House MD episode, and I promise this isn't what the post is about, but I'm going to say it anyway, and I'm going to say it first:

Since I came home I've been eating approximately twice the amount of food I normally eat in a given day, and my poop is unbelievable.

There, I said it.

It's not that the food isn't absolutely delicious, because it is. There's just so much of it. Today, however, I can eat a little more sparingly because Mum and Lucky are at work. It's just me and Emmy and Holstein, and we're alternating between napping, snacking, and SHARK WEEK on Netflix. These shark biologists are hardcore. I've never seen a man wrestle a sixty-pound angel shark into submission with his bare hands before.

I was kind of bummed though. The show is called "Future Shark" and I was hoping it was going to be about the future evolution of the shark (like that one special that posited the next intelligent species on earth could be the squid, in a few zillion years) but it's just about how new technology is helping us study sharks. Which is not nearly as interesting as, say, tool-using sharks, sharks who develop a written language, or sharks with lasers.

I'm also inducting Emmy into the wonders of the Caustic Soda Podcast, so it's a very science-y morning. Sort of.