Friday, May 26, 2006
Against all odds, the bathroom is repainted with only a minimum of splatterage, the mirror is reinstalled, and I can slowly resume a normal life. I can also spend Memorial Day weekend getting good and drunk.
We've come a long way, you and I, since this. This has made a man out of me.
1) after all the sturm und drang, shouldn't this be a bit more dramatic? An unearthly halo, perhaps, around the new mirror? 72 virgins? Any of that?
2) did I really just spend nearly a month of my life on a project that could have been completed in a week, if I weren't so averse to planning?