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my god, the clothes-anity....
So. When my sister, Kat, moved out she left several bags of clothing behind. These aren't old and ratty clothes, mind. These are, nearly-still-on-the-rack clothes.
In Timey's size.
Which isn't the point, but it's a good tangent. Hey, Timey, want me to raid my sister's closet for you?
Back to the point. They're in dusty trashbags, piled behind my back when I type on the computer. This is not a good system for storing clothing.
Having gotten fed up with it this morning, I've moved them. Now I'm dusty.
And the floor is awful looking. I'm tempted to just... Put them back. But that would ruin it. I want clean floors in the computer room, dammit! If I have to clean this house one room at a time, I will.
Even if I sound self-righteous.
*checks ego*
Yes.
There were two bags of trash buried in the piles, too. They go downstairs with me.
And I've emailed my mother (the world hasn't yet ended, so we should be fine).
I also have a massive amount of coffee. I over-did it. There's 88 ounces of it. Heeheeheeh.
In Timey's size.
Which isn't the point, but it's a good tangent. Hey, Timey, want me to raid my sister's closet for you?
Back to the point. They're in dusty trashbags, piled behind my back when I type on the computer. This is not a good system for storing clothing.
Having gotten fed up with it this morning, I've moved them. Now I'm dusty.
And the floor is awful looking. I'm tempted to just... Put them back. But that would ruin it. I want clean floors in the computer room, dammit! If I have to clean this house one room at a time, I will.
Even if I sound self-righteous.
*checks ego*
Yes.
There were two bags of trash buried in the piles, too. They go downstairs with me.
And I've emailed my mother (the world hasn't yet ended, so we should be fine).
I also have a massive amount of coffee. I over-did it. There's 88 ounces of it. Heeheeheeh.