space-oddity's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- marks on the toilet slowly i've been able to notice these two little tape marks on the inside of our toilet lid. it's a bit difficult to explain, but i'll try. like when you sit on the toilet, and you lean back and rest your back on the lid, you get up and look down and see that the fuzzy bits from your shirt stick to these two little sticky areas of residue left behind by some scotch tape. how long ago that there actually was scotch tape stuck to the inside of the toilet lid, i don't know, but it happened before we ever moved in to the apartment. from the neighbors, i've gathered that a couple used to live here before us. they used to yell and scream at each other all the time. i imagine a little piece of paper taped to the inside of the toilet lid. it reads something like, "for the love of jesus, put the toilet seat down!" i'd probably do the same thing if i were living with a man who didn't bother to put the seat down, but he does bother, so i have no complaints. but even still, i was living with two guys in my last apartment, and they never thought to lower the toilet seat, and it didn't bother me then. i figured they were in the majority, so why fuss, huh? anywho. the tape marks remain. some mornings i'll stand there brushing my teeth, staring at the marks, and i'll wonder if she/he taped a dear john type note to the lid, like, "i figured this would be the only place you'd be sure to look. i'm leaving you, you sorry bastard/bitch. put this on your ass and wipe it." hey, it could happen. he picks up the note and crumbles it so hard in between his hands, the harsh creases in the paper irritate his dry skin. he flushes it down the toilet. you know, there's a sign in the bathroom at work that reads, "only toilet paper and no more than one toilet seat liner may be flushed at a time." obviously some people are flushing some crazy shit down the toilet, or else there would be no reason for the sign. no? flushing a dear john letter would probably be off limits at work. yes? or, maybe there was a big party thrown in our apartment, a huge kegger of sorts, and someone taped a sign on the toilet that said something like, "hey phil, if you're gonna spew, spew into this." maybe? at any rate, someone who lived here before me thought it best to tape something to the toilet lid, and it makes me very curious and fascinates me to no end. i think about cleaning it off, but every single time i get to scrubbing down the bathroom, i leave it alone. gives me something to ponder i guess. just thought you'd like to know. okay. moving on. . . 1:57 am - 12.10.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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