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Of Deep Thoughts and Urination

February 21, 2009 2:02 AM

o, if you're in college and you happen to be friends with the people who throw some of the biggest house parties on campus, you get used to having tons of people--mostly strangers--around you on weekend nights. And you get used to interacting with them on some level. Personally, I never liked to have more than shallow conversations with those people because, frankly, most of the time they had nothing interesting at all to say.

Anyway, on most Friday and Saturday nights in college, I found myself at The House, partaking of various boisterous activities. If they weren't hosting a party we were all drinking at the table talking about Important Things.

But every now and then, I'd have to retreat to the restroom. And while I stood there, apart from the conversation and noise, I had a moment to think. And, invariably, I would think about all the things that I had to be sad about. Mostly, I'd think about how I was alone and lonely.

I'm telling you this to note a contrast.

I was out with friends and chelsadilla tonight. We were having a good, boisterous time. The music was loud and the conversation was good. And I had been drinking, so I went to use the facilities. And as I stood there, I actively sought for something to be sad about.

And here's the thing: I couldn't think of anything.



5 Comments


Dee said:

man, what was it with that bathroom? if i was having a maudlin night, `100% part of the time, that is where i was when i turned emo.

anyway, glad to hear urine a better emotional place now!

February 21, 2009 6:26 AM



TheExpat said:

Oh, Dee. Here the guy is trying to share a personal moment with us, and you go and make a pee pun. Hehe, personal moment...

What is it with deep thoughts and the bathroom? Maybe it's because, unlike the rest of the house, the bathroom is relatively free of distractions. I think that must be why so many people avoid quiet like the plague.

February 21, 2009 9:12 AM



Lauren said:

Puns make everything better. So does peeing when you're drunk. I tend to think of that bathroom as sort of a separate dimension, completely independent of space and time...after all, that's where Superbitch and I first got along.

February 21, 2009 12:26 PM



frank x. said:

I think the bathroom was so depressing because of all the dead hookers we used to stash under the floor boards (why do you think Chris had to redo the floor). So unlike onions...

February 23, 2009 4:30 PM



Ismael Tapia II said:

I have no idea why the bathroom was such a distinct place from the rest of the House. I agree that it had something to do with the fact that it was quieter and less, umm, insane. So if you went in there, you had a second to think, which was sometimes a terrible thing. Of course, while I associate some level of nostalgia and affection with the main bathroom, I have absolutely no love for the Airplane Bathroom. I hated using that thing and I hope that, if The House is still there, they've replaced they've taken out the toilet and started calling that room what it really is: an extremely small pantry.

Dee,
A pee pun? Really? Jesus.

Lauren,
Ha. I had forgotten about that. See, that's what booze and the Bathroom lead to.

Mr. X.,
They are so unlike onions, aren't they?

February 24, 2009 2:02 AM



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