Tornado Season

You know how it is: a hurricane strikes, so you decide to clean house.



Two days ago - or was it yesterday - the tornado struck, and so today I ripped up the manky old carpet that smelled, that was ugly, that has been an obnoxious fact of life ever since I moved in.   In order to rip it up I had to move stuff. So know you know the real reason I did it. I get annnoyed when anything stays the same way for too long, and this rearrangement is about 6 months overdue.



So, what's new?



Well, the fucked-up carpet is gone, the bed is 90 degrees clockwise from what it was before, the black shelves are in the middle of the room, with the whiteboard mounted on the back. The bookshelf has been split in two and one half set on top of the dresser. The lower half got rotated 90 degrees and put against the south wall. Okay, enough dee-scription.



Y'all want pictures, I know.