A Challenge for The Overnight Editor
2nd August 2007I’ll see your ‘hour and a half lying on the sofa staring at an indeterminate point on the floor’ and raise you a half hour hiding in the toilets at work staring at a bowlful of piss.
I’ll see your ‘hour and a half lying on the sofa staring at an indeterminate point on the floor’ and raise you a half hour hiding in the toilets at work staring at a bowlful of piss.
3rd August 2007 at 5:39 am
This is bad, Ani. You could have pulled the flush!
3rd August 2007 at 6:28 am
When The Overnight Editor posted that recently, I nearly, I believe, thought of getting into a competition about my floor being much more interesting than his. Indeed, I now realise that a line about the wonderfully captivating patterning on my carpet in a recent AUW entry was directly influenced by that.
So I would just like to reassure you that I am not going to get into a competition about my bowlful of piss being oh-so-much-more interesting than yours.
No. Definitely not.
That is all.
3rd August 2007 at 10:20 am
Z: Hehe. Not to worry. I did. Eventually.
AUW: Oh, so you want in on the challenge do you? Because I don’t have carpet but the light and dark streaks of my wood floors are endlessly fascinating. Oh, and did I mention the blank magnolia walls? Absolutely amazing.
3rd August 2007 at 9:38 pm
I’ve never done that.
3rd August 2007 at 10:40 pm
Callisto: Welcome. And I highly recommend it. No, really. [You know what they say about misery.]
4th August 2007 at 10:17 am
Yes, I always highly recommend flushing before staring. Just a personal preference.
4th August 2007 at 11:35 am
LFM: Welcome. And yes, I need psychiatric help. That much is clear.
4th August 2007 at 12:21 pm
Two hours watching a bored spider on my ceiling. I thought I was observing its slow descent into existential depression before the irony of the situation hit me, like the indefatigable signature of God on a portrait of a kid falling over.
Call.
4th August 2007 at 1:45 pm
Ben, I have a faint line along my ceiling, not quite a crack, that I frequently lie in bed staring at. I then imagine calamitous things happening like the ceiling falling in / the sky falling in / a cloud plummeting through the roof / the entire annihilation of the human race and all its known inhabitants.
Okay. Maybe not the latter.
4th August 2007 at 2:47 pm
I have a ceiling crack in my bedroom, too, but I always mistake it for a spider web and have a momemtary freak out (“Did he leap onto the bed!?”) until I remember it is that stupid crack again.
Sorry, boys, but that still pales in the face of my bowlful of piss moment.
4th August 2007 at 6:19 pm
I stared at this comment box for about ten minutes before typing anything.
Hello.
5th August 2007 at 1:29 pm
OE: Touché.
[And sorry about the piggyback post. It was just too uncanny to pass up.]