The Ravings of Demented Rabbits

Ugly

So it's like 3:20 in the morning, and I'm totally exhausted. I've been totally exhausted all day, actually, as it's one of those days where you go to bed exhausted and wake up exhausted, and that never really changes throughout the day. So I should be in bed right now, but I'm not.

Instead I'm setting about cleaning my room. Yeah. I do that every so often, when it's like "I've HAD IT with this shithole, and something's changing RIGHT NOW."

Longtime readers of both the blog and the rants will recognize that I've long been totally unsatisfied with this room as a place to live, primarily because it's got way, way too much stuff in it. For one, there's the desk, which, being as it is a door, is sort of a pain in the ass and takes up a lot of floor space. It can, however, hold two computers. What I'd REALLY like to have happen is the advent of the holy corner desk, but that's not happening, primarily because of the bookshelves, not to mention the stereo. Since the other wall is pretty much all closet and filing cabinet and bed, chances of moving anything are pretty slim. This makes me unhappy.

But it's cleaner than it was. Sort of. Now I just need to do something about the two spare printers in the closet and the spare tower case, among other things. My closet scares me. Really scares me.