I am blaming the following event on the fact that I was up all last night fixing my iTunes library. Even Apple sucks ass sometimes.
So I go to the bathroom to answer the call of nature. Earlier in the day I showered, but not having need to leave the house, I have been lounging around in my underwear. So I take off my underwear, and seat myself on the throne.
My mind wanders. I am thinking about things I need to do today. I decide to make mashed potatos to take to the Thanksgiving dinner. I think about how to improve a lesson I will be teaching on Tuesday. I try to figure out why iTunes is destroying my music listening experience.
I finish my work, wash up, and leave the bathroom. And I am completely naked. I must have forgotten to put on my underwear.
Check the bathroom: no underwear, anywear. Did I take them off before I entered the john? Check my bedroom, the living room, the office, the hallway: nothing.
I am stumped. Then it hits me. You know how sometimes you mix up what goes where, like when you put the milk in the dishwasher and the dirty glass in the fridge?
Well, I think I did something similar, and instead of putting my underwear back on, I chucked them in the toilet and flushed them into oblivion. Only I guess the dishwasher/fridge thing isn’t such a great analogy, because it’s not like I wore the toilet paper to balance it out. I just flushed my gitch. I think.
#1 by ravena - January 12th, 2007 at 01:00
boxers or briefs? 😉
#2 by yoursinwriting - January 12th, 2007 at 01:43
Both. It was a pair of Calvin Klein boxer-briefs… *sigh*.