Thirteen. Is Annoying.

I WANTS MY COPY OF ROLLING STONE.

VERY BADLY.

RIGHT NOW.

Also, the Warzone aka My Room is gradually clearing. Soon there will be discussion about a Peace Treaty. It's a strange feeling to have so much VISIBLE and ACCESSIBLE floor space. 8D

I just realised that this blog is collecting dust so I'll ramble about some mundane things to fill the space and pretend that I'm Updating with Useful Stuff.

I have a little hill of clothing to alter/use to Crazy Sewing Projects. My Ichigo Hoodie is almsot done. Just need to tidy up the seams and figure out something nice for the sleeves. Short sleeves are just. Plain. And Boring.

AND, I has a solution for my Pant Problems. WHICH IS NOT WHAT IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU GUTTER-MINDED PEOPLE. Too many jeans/pants = wrestling to get stuff out even if I hang them all. SO, IKEA's wire basket-drawer things for the win!! I can see them AND access them. SO GENIUS. SWEDISH PEOPLE ARE SECRETLY JAPANESE. They are so ingenious and devious and have rather nice meatballs. And brownies.

NOW HUNGER. I CIAO.