I just had deja vu. I went to use the facilities this morning and as I was walking to the powder room. I felt like I was going back in time to the second grade at Most Holier than thou Catholic School. I saw myself entering the lavoratory and picking my favorite stall to use. I can remember being upset when my favorite stall was occupied. What a strange memory. One would think of a happier memory than one of waste removal. Well c'est la vie!