[237/366] ghost

At work today I toasted some bread for L's lunch and when he'd eaten that he asked for more because have you seen gluten free bread, it's the tiniest goddam thing (when L rhetorically asked why, J said "so it's only twice the price so you don't notice a normal loaf would be four times as expensive). And when the toaster popped up this bread, I was confused. It was much less toasted than the toast I'd just made a few minutes before, and I hadn't touched the settings in the meantime.

I mentioned this and J said the toaster has been getting temperamental lately. L said it seems to have something to do with how recently the toaster had been used and we agreed that this was wild.

"Maybe the shower ghost has moved," J said. (L and I determined long ago that the reason the temperature in their shower is so variable and unpredictable is because the shower is haunted, so references to the shower ghost are common.) "Maybe it missed us so it's branching out to the toaster."

"Now the toaster is a ghoster!" I said. I can't not. I think diffrentcolours has poisoned my brain to always think of these silly portmanteaus. One time he looked at a piece of mail and said "oh, it's from the feet people" and honestly without any conscious will or intention I found myself saying "...feeple." It made him laugh so much, and for the next little while when he mentioned them he called them the feeple.