Smallhouse Log

Wednesday

Moved in. Not unpacked, but moved in. Already staked down the best mattress, the desk I like, and the dresser I want. I left the walk-in closet alone, however, and I took the bookcase that's falling apart. It should be fine if I brace it against my bedframe and the wall.

Speaking of the bedframe, I now have a bedcave. It is so cool. I love it. Dearly.

There are two main things that take away from the awesome that is this room: No couches, and a full-body mirror set in the bathroom door, facing into the bedroom. The former can be fixed. The latter will be. I will not abide such a thing in my bedroom. To let it remain is utterly reckless, and I for one, made sure to stock up on reck before coming back to college (though I'm sure I'll have run out by at least sixth week of spring quarter). My current plan is a drape of some sort; I threw a sheet over it for last night.

Oh, yeah, and the three-o-clock club is making a comeback.

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