Like everyone, I went to the bathroom. I did my business and finished looking at whatever catalog is in my bathroom, I went for the toilet paper...
Only to find out that I had none. So on a mad quest to find more toilet paper, I ran upstairs. Now, it's late at night, both of my parents are asleep and the only way I could find toilet paper was if I turned on a light that would shine in both of their faces. I thought about this, went backwards--yes, backwards--down my stairs and decided to write myself a note on my unfinished bathroom wall.
See, my bathroom used to have a closet. We're currently turning it into a shower. It's been half-finished for at least a year and a half now.
Anyway, so I shave my legs. Then I realize that all this running water has made me have to pee. I sit down on my toilet and look at the wall. It says, "you're out of toilet paper!" Before I can even begin, I pull my pants back up and go to a different bathroom.
Let's see if my morning self will do the same.
