The e a r l y hours

At 5 : 56 am, Elle and me were convinced that we'd adopted geniuses-of-the- surrealist-movement status, and spent some time composing The Toilet Seat Series in Nick's amazing corridors. We also spent a few moments discussing with passers by, why toilet seats always seem to come off at parties. All in all, a thoroughly academic unraveling of the new Sunday that was slowly creeping it's way behind our bleary eyes..