Ooh, I think this is the only chance I’ll get today to blog! Uh…
I just got out of the shower, where our bathroom-clock told me I spent a mere five minutes. My room-clock, however, says that I spent thirty minutes in there. Possible solutions:
A. Bathroom clock is absolutely broken.
B. Bathroom exists in a small, localized rift in the space-time continuum, and I need only wait there a bit before Q or Mr. Tumnus or The Doctor shows up to whisk me off on magical adventures.
…B, right? I am going to go with B.