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defibrillate) wrote2011-08-28 06:34 pm
defibrillate) wrote2011-08-28 06:34 pm
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And more update.
Today was only sort of productive. Somehow, my plan to go to the library, update my resume, and job hunt evaporated and was replaced with a plan to finish unpacking, watch as many music videos as possible, reorganize my dresser, and... Uh, well, that was it. :|
Except that I also found this beautiful gem: an amazing Ask Rufus Shinra tumblr.
Also, for anyone who doesn't know how much I love Perfume - I love them so much it's embarrassing. And I'm dying over their video for レーザービーム (Laser Beam).
I am dying over that because the man in white is CLEARLY The Stig's Japanese cousin, who decided to go into business and finance rather than become a professional driver! Kidding. I am dying over that for other reasons. I bet you know what they are. In case you don't, I made this helpful illustration...
By the way, if you have no concept of what a Stig is, watch Top Gear. Now.
The new home
As you can see, Resident Evil still owns my life. Not entirely relevant though ^^;
Let's start with the entryway. The entryway is my biggest complaint about the place, because I am a sucker for fancy entryways and this is not one. But it's not like I'm way bothered, I just don't like that you open the door and bam, you're in the living room.
My sister commandeered half the living room as a work space. I said, whatever, that's fine with me, as long as you never complain about art supplies being strewn all over. You don't get to walk in and be like, 'Augh, ink everywhere. I feel like I'm getting attacked by giant ink beasts.' You have to be more like, 'Oh my god, I love getting attacked by giant ink beasts. I. Love. It.' She said okay.
This is sort of a dining area that I'm abusing because I don't have a desk at the moment. My second complaint about the place is that the paint is high-gloss which just sort of looks nasty, but same as the entryway, it's no big deal.
Kitchen!
Also, I found this when I unpacked. Can someone please tell me what this is? Or why I have it?
Welcome to my bathroom.
And here's the bedroom. Well, the clean half. My sister doesn't believe in cleaning. She is the man of the house. We left our bed frames behind because we figured we'd buy bunk beds soon.
I have a lot of books. I'm seriously concerned that someday soon, the shelf will collapse.
If you've ever wondered what my closet looks like, it's your lucky day!
Book shelf and closet in the same shot. Multitasking is the way of the future.
And the living room proper. I will do something about that nasty wire tangle someday. Maybe.
By the way, the dish washer has a chop stick caddy! It's revolutionized my entire way of life. It's an older dish washer, but I think this is a plus because dish washers are one of those rare they-just-don't-make-'em-like-they-made-'em-when-I-was-four things.
And let's end with the most interesting photo of all, the hallway.
Except that I also found this beautiful gem: an amazing Ask Rufus Shinra tumblr.
Also, for anyone who doesn't know how much I love Perfume - I love them so much it's embarrassing. And I'm dying over their video for レーザービーム (Laser Beam).
I am dying over that because the man in white is CLEARLY The Stig's Japanese cousin, who decided to go into business and finance rather than become a professional driver! Kidding. I am dying over that for other reasons. I bet you know what they are. In case you don't, I made this helpful illustration...
By the way, if you have no concept of what a Stig is, watch Top Gear. Now.
The new home
As you can see, Resident Evil still owns my life. Not entirely relevant though ^^;
Let's start with the entryway. The entryway is my biggest complaint about the place, because I am a sucker for fancy entryways and this is not one. But it's not like I'm way bothered, I just don't like that you open the door and bam, you're in the living room.
My sister commandeered half the living room as a work space. I said, whatever, that's fine with me, as long as you never complain about art supplies being strewn all over. You don't get to walk in and be like, 'Augh, ink everywhere. I feel like I'm getting attacked by giant ink beasts.' You have to be more like, 'Oh my god, I love getting attacked by giant ink beasts. I. Love. It.' She said okay.
This is sort of a dining area that I'm abusing because I don't have a desk at the moment. My second complaint about the place is that the paint is high-gloss which just sort of looks nasty, but same as the entryway, it's no big deal.
Kitchen!
Also, I found this when I unpacked. Can someone please tell me what this is? Or why I have it?
Welcome to my bathroom.
And here's the bedroom. Well, the clean half. My sister doesn't believe in cleaning. She is the man of the house. We left our bed frames behind because we figured we'd buy bunk beds soon.
I have a lot of books. I'm seriously concerned that someday soon, the shelf will collapse.
If you've ever wondered what my closet looks like, it's your lucky day!
Book shelf and closet in the same shot. Multitasking is the way of the future.
And the living room proper. I will do something about that nasty wire tangle someday. Maybe.
By the way, the dish washer has a chop stick caddy! It's revolutionized my entire way of life. It's an older dish washer, but I think this is a plus because dish washers are one of those rare they-just-don't-make-'em-like-they-made-'em-when-I-was-four things.
And let's end with the most interesting photo of all, the hallway.
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I MAKE NO PROMISES AS TO NOT EATING ANY POSTERS. MICE MAY NOT CHOOSE THEM OVER OTHER MOUSE FOODS, BUT I HATE PAYING FOR GROCERIES, SO I MAY IN FACT GET CREATIVE ON THE TOPIC OF FOOD SOMEDAY SOON. I have heard of kids that enjoy eating dirt, yellow clay in particular. I may try it. I just may.
:D The skeletal anatomy diagram thing is one of my favorite things ever. The only downside is the mini diagram of the naked dude is completely creepy-looking.
Guh, I am so totally jealous of people that don't have to pay their own expenses. I mean, I like having my own space SOOO MUCH and it's so much more mentally healthy for me, but still. The monays. I don't have them.
I will do something about the sexy naked walls. It may take some convincing for them to start walking around with clothes on, but I'm sure I can argue them into it.