Bedside Manner

I read an interesting article the other day about the contents of your night stand and what it says about you. I can't, for the life of me, remember where I found the article as I would love to cite it and reference it here with a link. Even google provides nothing. My suggestion for you would be not google "night stand" because it's not pretty :)

Anyway, what would our bedside tables say about us?

Mine: Probably that I am an OTC drug addict, who enjoys reading and personal care. Yes, that is a squirt gun. The cats are very disruptive at night, so I fill it with acid and shoot them when they decide to play the harp on our venetian blinds...I kid, I kid.

Aaron's: Would probably indicate that he too likes to read, but a different variety of books. Yes, that is Kama Sutra, allergy meds, and hand sanitizer, wtf? I guess sleeping is a dirty, dirty job. That fucking useful alarm clock which plays music to wake us up should be on my side-- I know I have spoken of it before, but this morning, "I like Big Butts" was our waking anthem, ugg. Aaron seems to never hear it so I scratch him with my toenails to wake him up, usually after having been subjected to an entire song increasing in volume every few seconds until I can barely make out the words. LOL.