pee pad positivity

can a person survive on only coffee and expired pastries? the answer is two-fold: yes and barely.

i only have myself to blame for this lethargy, achy bonez and generalized BLAH...but i'm going to blame the old bagels anyways.

about midnight last night, 3 hours into my slumber, i awoke to vacuums  loud voices and just a sense of emergency. apparently our bathroom flooded due to still unknown reasons. we're lucky my roommates keep a dog pee pad in there. i'm guessing it absorbed a lot of the overflow.

in college my room flooded because someone left a baby sock in the reserve water recycling sink. it was frightening, but i sure did learn a lot about water softening treatments.

when i was about 10 my family went camping. apparently it rained all night and i woke up alone, and in a puddle in my tent. i emerged cold and confused--where was everyone? why did they let me keep sleeping in a puddle? "your mom and sisters went to a laudr-o-mat to get dry." said warm and toasty chuck, sippin a coffee by the fire. it was worse than being forgotten at play practice...but not worse than being forgotten at church. it's important to be positive.