October 4th, 2008

God-King of Hostilistan

My room is beginning to look like a room

I spent several hours last night putting away the last of my clothes, organizing all of my jewelry, makeup, hair accessories, and perfumes, and putting my bed frame together. That's right bitches, Angela made this bed in a cave, with a broken finger! I slept in it last night and it was DELICIOUS.

...Except that I had this nightmare about aliens attacking the Earth with tornadoes and I was hiding from the tornadoes with a bunch of other people but an alien chihuahua found me and I was trying to kick it to death so it wouldn't give away our position but it was so tiny that I kept missing and my dead dog was there but she was scared so she escaped and was running around amongst the tornadoes and it was TERRIBLE.

But that was because of the guy with the leaf blower this morning, not because of the bed. The bed was GREAT. When Lauren called me at 12:30 in the afternoon and I woke up, I felt very refreshed. And then, today, I helped Chris put her bed frame together, because I am a goddess among tool-using mammals.

...I can't help noticing that the headboard (I HAVE A HEADBOARD! :DDD) is very handcuff-friendly. *cough* Aw, who am I kidding, I'm never going to be able to use that feature.

I'm completely unpacked, but I'm missing my combat boots and my bike chain. This distresses me.