So, it's late, I didn't sleep last night, and I'm a little drunk.
I was taking a whizz and it occurred to me that I need to clean up a little bit. I looked at the clutter in my bathroom and thought about why I don't keep it neater. Then I realized that part of being neat (Or obsessive compulsive for that matter) is having a place for everything.
I mean, a place for everything, and everything in it's place!
That's when I realized that my life is totally out of whack because there are literally HUNDREDS of things with out a place to belong!
The toothpaste just chills anywhere on the left side of the sink, while the soap is alway on the right side.
I spend a few hours a day at my desk, but I just realized I put my wireless mouse anywhere there's not unpaid bills or empty beef jerky bags!
I have Physics books next to Calvan and Hobbes books on my book shelf, and Tesla books next to Garfield on my desk!
I just realized the clincher too. My pants haven't had a home in my dresser since I realized that the later I wake up in the morning, the more convenient it is to have a pair near the bathroom.
So yea, I fail. This is my Asylum post for the year, Merry Christmas!
Edit: Woot! Posted in the correct forum!
Edited, Jun 6th 2008 10:36pm by SingBismark