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A week to Christmas!

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My new book shelf is finally here, so I can throw pack all the books back to where they belong. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the parquet floor of my bedroom. I’m so looking forward to be able to sit on the floor – lie on it and roll around even – and if I’m lucky, be able to fit in six people comfortably for a boardgame.

My bedroom used to be literally, a BEDroom, because it was 80% bed and 20% junk. Now I can finally buy a huge-ass jigsaw puzzle to ‘do’ (do you ‘complete’ a jigsaw? ‘fix’ a jigsaw? ‘solve’ a jigsaw?) because I have space to put it while I’m ‘doing’ it. So really, no love-lost for having to part with one bed. The only thing is now J would have to squeeze with me on the bed when sleeping over. What do you call that? Forced intimacy?

Written by smudgi3

December 17, 2005, Saturday at 23:35

Posted in Dear Diary

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A week to Christmas!

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My new book shelf is finally here, so I can throw pack all the books back to where they belong. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen the parquet floor of my bedroom. I’m so looking forward to be able to sit on the floor – lie on it and roll around even – and if I’m lucky, be able to fit in six people comfortably for a boardgame.

My bedroom used to be literally, a BEDroom, because it was 80% bed and 20% junk. Now I can finally buy a huge-ass jigsaw puzzle to ‘do’ (do you ‘complete’ a jigsaw? ‘fix’ a jigsaw? ‘solve’ a jigsaw?) because I have space to put it while I’m ‘doing’ it. So really, no love-lost for having to part with one bed. The only thing is now J would have to squeeze with me on the bed when sleeping over. What do you call that? Forced intimacy?

Written by smudgi3

December 17, 2005, Saturday at 23:35

Posted in Dear Diary

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