Earlier today I entered myself in a tea-drinking contest. I was the only player. The objective was to drink enough tea to actually drown my organs.

Several trips to the bathroom later, I had to call it quits.

But not because I couldn't handle the constant urge to urinate. Nope. Rather some idiot here decided to coat the bathroom counter with some hot pink nail polish. I think that paint thinner aroma actually smells worse than some of the other fragrances our restroom has become accustomed to. Maybe later the two scents will mingle, duke it out, and a small explosion will erupt.