You see, I have a problem.
On the side of the road
the back of a bus
behind a shed
I don't have the luxury of being picky about where I go.
I just have to go.
and when I have to go
I HAVE to go.
My record so far is 18 times in one day.
It's just that I love water.
I live for water.
I drink water like a drought is coming.
Maybe my Loop of Henle is shorter than yours.
Maybe my kidneys are too efficient.
Whatever the case, I spend a lot a time in the bathroom.
It has become my place of solace;
the place I go to when life gets hard
It's where I go to think,
to cry.So, as I set out to make a blog
I wanted something original.
I wanted something memorable.
I wanted something that described me.
That's how I got The Bathroom Chronicles.
My best thinking comes while locked up in that blessed room
so I thought I'd share those thoughts with all of you
and the name stuck.
So here we are today.
I'm sitting at work waiting for someone to take over for me
so I can run to the ladies room real fast
and things are getting pretty iffy.