GACK!
I never could get the hang of...Mondays?
Here is a transcript from an IM conversation with XP.
eledriel3 (11:18:27 AM): a funny thing happened to me about 45 seconds ago.
eledriel3 (11:18:56 AM): i sat on my bed with my computer in order to do some last minute work on the annotated bibliography before taking a nap. Just as I opened my laptop to start working, my bed collapsed, dropping the mattress - with me on it - neatly between the frame that's supposed to be holding things up.
eledriel3 (11:20:25 AM): most perplexingly, nothing appears to be wrong - or even different - about the bedframe. it just decided it felt like making today a little more hilarious.
This after I pulled an all-nighter to finish a paper and spent both my 9:00 and 10:00 classes dreaming of the sweet release of a nap. "Cripes!" is the only exclaimation that really explains how I feel. Well, that or mothercuntfucking shit on a stick!" - but that one just sounds silly. I've had to resort to calling my parents to come help put it back together because no one has a sledgehammer to knock in the pegs that apparently fell out of their slots after all of the shrinking and expanding they've done because of the recent changes in humidity, etc. I shudder to think what assumptions they'll make knowing that this collapse occurred less than 24 hours after the departure of the Andrew. In fairness, they'd be half right-ish. We spent 10 hours watching the first season of Avatar, but the weekend was 48+ hours long. In any event, I've been punished sufficiently to be tempted to vow never to pull another all-nighter. There has been a lesson in all of this. Plus now I have a funny story all my own.
Here is a transcript from an IM conversation with XP.
eledriel3 (11:18:27 AM): a funny thing happened to me about 45 seconds ago.
eledriel3 (11:18:56 AM): i sat on my bed with my computer in order to do some last minute work on the annotated bibliography before taking a nap. Just as I opened my laptop to start working, my bed collapsed, dropping the mattress - with me on it - neatly between the frame that's supposed to be holding things up.
eledriel3 (11:20:25 AM): most perplexingly, nothing appears to be wrong - or even different - about the bedframe. it just decided it felt like making today a little more hilarious.
This after I pulled an all-nighter to finish a paper and spent both my 9:00 and 10:00 classes dreaming of the sweet release of a nap. "Cripes!" is the only exclaimation that really explains how I feel. Well, that or mothercuntfucking shit on a stick!" - but that one just sounds silly. I've had to resort to calling my parents to come help put it back together because no one has a sledgehammer to knock in the pegs that apparently fell out of their slots after all of the shrinking and expanding they've done because of the recent changes in humidity, etc. I shudder to think what assumptions they'll make knowing that this collapse occurred less than 24 hours after the departure of the Andrew. In fairness, they'd be half right-ish. We spent 10 hours watching the first season of Avatar, but the weekend was 48+ hours long. In any event, I've been punished sufficiently to be tempted to vow never to pull another all-nighter. There has been a lesson in all of this. Plus now I have a funny story all my own.