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I haven't been on the computer for a while (read: a few days), because Dad's been reformating it. Now it's all sparkly and not full of crap and spyware. Still, it took a couple days to get everything organized. Especially because we've been doing other things that take all day.
I went shopping at Ikea yesterday and bought myself a set of drawers to replace my large and ugly drawers I had before. Now I have *gasp* floor-space in my closet. Amazing. I also have a place to put my hats. Joy! They were kind of getting everywhere, especially because I keep getting more of them. :P
I like Ikea. They have such spiffy, organized dodads that make life a lot easier. I could go back and spend more money there if it wasn't halfway across the damn city. And if I wasn't feeling so guilty about spending so much money in less than a week. (I bought myself a digital camera on boxing day. It is awesome and you can take pictures of yourself in it, and then delete them when you see how bad you actually look).
So, I was cleaning out and organizing my room in order to put my new stuff in there. It also now looks less like a disaster area, I could actually use my desk had I the inclination to do so. Then today I got to work and my supervisor kindly informed me that none of the stock had arrived and that I was going to clean instead of baking.
I cleaned,
For six hours.
I hate cleaning.
Looks like I have to get off. Dad's fiddling around with the computer, because we have to load everything back on it again. It pisses the hell out of me when he starts clicking at something over my shoulder when I'm trying to do something else.
I went shopping at Ikea yesterday and bought myself a set of drawers to replace my large and ugly drawers I had before. Now I have *gasp* floor-space in my closet. Amazing. I also have a place to put my hats. Joy! They were kind of getting everywhere, especially because I keep getting more of them. :P
I like Ikea. They have such spiffy, organized dodads that make life a lot easier. I could go back and spend more money there if it wasn't halfway across the damn city. And if I wasn't feeling so guilty about spending so much money in less than a week. (I bought myself a digital camera on boxing day. It is awesome and you can take pictures of yourself in it, and then delete them when you see how bad you actually look).
So, I was cleaning out and organizing my room in order to put my new stuff in there. It also now looks less like a disaster area, I could actually use my desk had I the inclination to do so. Then today I got to work and my supervisor kindly informed me that none of the stock had arrived and that I was going to clean instead of baking.
I cleaned,
For six hours.
I hate cleaning.
Looks like I have to get off. Dad's fiddling around with the computer, because we have to load everything back on it again. It pisses the hell out of me when he starts clicking at something over my shoulder when I'm trying to do something else.
