Flat Packed Furniture Unpacked in my Flat
Hey Everyone,
Last night I unpacked and assembled the desk and the office chair that I bought at IKEA on Monday. Which was hard work.
Today I assembled the bookshelf and shuffled stuff around to fit it.
Currently the desk is covered with all the stuff I had to move off the floor to make room for me to assemble the desk.
The bookshelf (which, by dint of some shuffling and creative placement of stuff) fits neatly between the desk and the wall. The desk goes between the bookshelf and my bed, and the bed is flush up against another wall.
I should just tak a photo of it all and post it in the vicinity, but I want to clean up my room a little. As usual adjusting my room has given me an excuse to brutally excise the stuff sitting on my floor, but I still have a way to go.
As retarded as it sounds, having a bookshelf now means I have somewhere to put my books. So I have moved all the ones I could find from my closet, windowsill, desk, bed, under my bed, the living room and anywhere else I had books lying around. It makes me feel strangely proud that when you enter my room the first thing you will see (looking left to right) is a bookshelf with plenty of books.
I've still got plenty of cleaning up to do, but my room should be a pretty functional space when I'm done, not to mentio it will look a hell of a lot better.
It is already starting to look like a better living space. I don't know why, but moving my coat rack off the wall wher the desk is now and putting it perpendicular to my door seems to have opened my room up a bit. Even if it does cover one cupboard. But that is okay, I can both roll the coatrack away from the cupboard and take the things that are curentley in there (like my Invisibles collection etc) and put it on the bookshelf.
I got a message back from the Online Promotions Officer at Universal in Australia. She likes the article and Decemberunderground by AFI debuted at number three in Australia. (You don't really need to sell a hell of a lot of records to go to number three in Australia, but it is still good to know).
The upshot of which is that she says she 'looks forward to working' with me again.
Which is good. Tonight I'm having a quiet night in, apart from going to get some margarine and the new Kerrang.
One day I think I might waste an hour trying to chart how my different moods reflect the different kind of creative endeavours I feel like engaging in. IE do I feel like drawing when I'm down, playing music when I'm angry, writing when I'm happy, dancing when I'm manic etc.
I know that I tend to draw the things I don't know how to say. Or something.
I'm going to watch a KMFDM video in another window and then go hunting.
Over and out.
J
Last night I unpacked and assembled the desk and the office chair that I bought at IKEA on Monday. Which was hard work.
Today I assembled the bookshelf and shuffled stuff around to fit it.
Currently the desk is covered with all the stuff I had to move off the floor to make room for me to assemble the desk.
The bookshelf (which, by dint of some shuffling and creative placement of stuff) fits neatly between the desk and the wall. The desk goes between the bookshelf and my bed, and the bed is flush up against another wall.
I should just tak a photo of it all and post it in the vicinity, but I want to clean up my room a little. As usual adjusting my room has given me an excuse to brutally excise the stuff sitting on my floor, but I still have a way to go.
As retarded as it sounds, having a bookshelf now means I have somewhere to put my books. So I have moved all the ones I could find from my closet, windowsill, desk, bed, under my bed, the living room and anywhere else I had books lying around. It makes me feel strangely proud that when you enter my room the first thing you will see (looking left to right) is a bookshelf with plenty of books.
I've still got plenty of cleaning up to do, but my room should be a pretty functional space when I'm done, not to mentio it will look a hell of a lot better.
It is already starting to look like a better living space. I don't know why, but moving my coat rack off the wall wher the desk is now and putting it perpendicular to my door seems to have opened my room up a bit. Even if it does cover one cupboard. But that is okay, I can both roll the coatrack away from the cupboard and take the things that are curentley in there (like my Invisibles collection etc) and put it on the bookshelf.
I got a message back from the Online Promotions Officer at Universal in Australia. She likes the article and Decemberunderground by AFI debuted at number three in Australia. (You don't really need to sell a hell of a lot of records to go to number three in Australia, but it is still good to know).
The upshot of which is that she says she 'looks forward to working' with me again.
Which is good. Tonight I'm having a quiet night in, apart from going to get some margarine and the new Kerrang.
One day I think I might waste an hour trying to chart how my different moods reflect the different kind of creative endeavours I feel like engaging in. IE do I feel like drawing when I'm down, playing music when I'm angry, writing when I'm happy, dancing when I'm manic etc.
I know that I tend to draw the things I don't know how to say. Or something.
I'm going to watch a KMFDM video in another window and then go hunting.
Over and out.
J
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