The day thus far

[impy]

I loathe weird dreams that stick with you long after you've woken up. Nothing like dreaming you're getting the crap kicked out of you for no good reason to really wake you up, I guess. Then there was nothing interesting on TV to listen to while I foraged in my room o' junk for my checks (score) and the clippings I was sure were on top of my desk. Apparently I've blocked out the part where my past self moved them and I only remembered the part where I put them in Spot A but not the sequel wherein I moved them to Spot Who Knows Where. Sigh.

Still, now I can update my checkbook so there's a plus. Somewhere. I think. And now I'll resume my quest to de-magazine-ify my room. The real question is whether I'll find my bed before I get tired this afternoon. Currently it's buried under a few boxes, a bag of books, and a small army of plush.

Oh, and I found that the Sound Lounge stained four or more dolls. So I must risk my allergy to benzoyl peroxide to de-spotify them. (Allergy? Side effect that makes using it as it's intended completely counterproductive? Anyone else? Just me?)

Now to decide in what order to watch things. GCB first? And if so, do I watch How I Met Your Mother or Vampire Diaries next? Decisions...

Comments

[zallia.livejournal.com]

How does that thing stain them? Who got stained? I hope it comes out!

I hate when I move things without me knowing about it. >_