I think I speak for all of us when I say some of my most brilliant ideas have come to me in the middle of the night when I've woken up on the can after passing out from puking so hard I popped blood vessels in my eyes. And what better place to scrawl all that genius down than a $8 hand-bound journal made out of a cardboard beer case? I can't think of anywhere. Funny story: one time I turned the lights off in the bathroom and spun around in a circle three times yelling, "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary!" Then I flicked the lights on and stared in the mirror. You know what I saw?! "Buy more TP" written in acne cream. And then, underneath that, "BTW, this isn't acne cream ;)". THEN WHAT WAS IT?! Freaky, I know.
Thanks to Closet Nerd, who scribbles his brilliance on the back wall of his bedroom closet. In crayon.