That feeling when you are comfortably curled up on the couch, warm, wrapped in a blanket, laptop firmly on lap, piles of papers stacked around you...
The feeling when you realize that the music coming out of your laptop is annoying the piss out of you, and that you must, just must, change it from computer output to TV output...but to do that you need the remote.
The remote, by the way, is on the coffee table, very much out of reach.
You attempt, very carefully, to become stretch armstrong, while all those precariously balanced stacks of papers, the laptop, even the blanket, all slowly inch toward the floor...
Yeah, you know what happened right?
Mostly, I just fell off the couch. I got the remote though, damn it.
This still makes me laugh every time I read it. One of the definitions of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. When it comes to situations like the one you describe here I must be insane...I do it all the time. But I don't think I could write it the way you have. Oh, and every time I read it I'm hoping it's the time when you finally reach the damn remote without everything falling. I told you I was insane.
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