Yesterday, someone I know and love (and am married to) slept in the bathroom. Yes, you heard that right. The BATHROOM! And he wasn’t even drunk! The men are here to fix the rotted termite infested porch of the upstairs apartments, and they are making SO. MUCH. NOISE. (I stole that type of typing. Type of typing from my internet hero ‘see dooce.com’ … I like that) Sorry Mike, I have overtaken your website with my nonsense. DEAL. WITH. IT. Tee hee. Anyway, so my better half slept in the guest bathroom, which is the farthest room away from the MEN AND THEIR NOISE! I’m really enjoying using CAPITAL LETTERS! I shall have to use them MORE OFTEN. Nice effect, huh? Yeah, well, if you don’t like it, SUCK IT! I apparently cannot make a cohesive paragraph here and it’s nothing but whatever fleeting thought comes to mind, oh is that a pony? Well, whatever. Goodday sir. Two d’s in goodday? G’day mate. STOP ALREADY.
many a night i have spent sleeping in my bathroom, either it be from too much drinking and i mistake the hallway closet for my bathroom, or when the misses gets angry at me for whatever it is she think i have done wrong, something about drinking and passing out and making a mess. i dont really pay that much attention to her ranting and raving. fore days and some nights ago i was once a happy metrosexual without a care in my own little fragile world. now look at me
I still am confused as to why the one mentioned slept in the bathroom. Conflicting hours of sleep maybe? Or other? Late night drinking? Early morning poop turned into nap? Dump gone wrong into a fit of rage followed by an uncontrolled sleep? Lost in a new home? Confused with a memory disorder? Legs fell asleep while pooping, fell and couldnt get up?
Hmm, I believe he was lost in our new home. And, legs fell asleep while pooping, as often happens in this house. Sometimes the baby just falls down on the floor, and then we get a wiff of the offense.
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