a very tired suzy comes back from her parasitology review and chem tutorial [having finished the chem lab last week, she gets excused from have to do it this week - hoo-ray!] and climbs back up into her semi-comfortable bed. with her feet at the head of the bed on the pillows, and her noggin resting comfortably on a red hooded sweatshirt, she steamrolls her way into slumber land. with visions of relative rates of chemical reactions and the life cycle of trypanosoma cruzi dancing in her head, her conscious thoughts begin to become fuzzy. she suddenly feels the familiar build up of gas brought about from the roto breakfast. she holds it in in an attempt to not interupt the tv watching of her roommate. a few seconds later her eyelids become heavier and total relaxation is attained... zzzzzzz -- all of a sudden a low rolling sound of flatulence startles her awake... oh, crapface! she just farted during nappy time, and it woke her up! did her roommate hear? is she even in the room? suzy wasn't going to look down in the direction of her roommate. it was loud enough to startle the one who delt it, and hopefully she will also be the only one who smells it. suzy just pretends she's still asleep. it's less conspicuous that way. you can't control that when you're sleeping afterall. she dozes off again and then, she hears the door open and her roommate come in. ok, so what was the deal? was it a safe excretion of gaseous proportions? or, did she go out into the hall to laugh at little gaseous suzy, and then, after she gained her composure come back in? hmmm, it'll be one of greatest mysteries of suzy's life.


Slapped up here on 10/04/2001 04:31:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...