last weekend i was chewing so many chewing gums, one after the other. too, i have a bad habit. i tend to swallow the old ones. my stomach got used to that fact, but the thing behind didn't. my bowel, intestinal, gut or whatever you want to call it sort of really behaved like a worm which by accident got in touch with some salt. oh yes, i felt like having a living thing in my stomach, a moving monster. scientists proof that the bowel even bowels on after our death for some time, which makes it a rather independent creature. the other thing which inspired me is nothing like a bowel, although at least as independent than mine. i am talking about my flatmate, called chragi. he once did a wonderful work with illustrator. i thought it would be nice to give his work some independence. so the aesthetics are borrowed from him.