the other day, as I was pulling out of my parking space at work, I had this horrible feeling that something was amiss... a few seconds later, I realized what it was. I hadn't peed all day! all day!! I quickly tried to tally up just how many cups of coffee and tea and water I'd consumed that day and came to the conclusion that it was a lot. what was wrong with me? the worst part was, I had a good 35 minutes before I'd reach my final destination. no need to go into any gory details, but have you ever noticed that the second you realize that you didn't do something, the more you feel the need to do it and then the more you try not to think about doing it, the more you can't help but think about it and the more you think about it, the harder it is to not pee on yourself? and it's raining outside? just wondering.