My head hurts. Caffeine withdrawal blows. Actually, I'm not even trying to get off of caffeine, I've just replaced my morning coffee with green tea in an attempt to stave off the cancer that might potentially be caused by eating more soy than normal in my attempt to become more vegetarian-like. Green tea is said to have some kind of anti-cancer properties, and it helps you lose weight. Must be true, I saw it on the Internet. Somewhere.

Wow. This whole not-cleaning thing has resulted in an impressively filthy apartment in a remarkably short time. Like, seriously filthy. Well, not so much filthy-like-dirt filthy, more like messy; but messy is kind of a cute word that just doesn't do justice to the hip-deep trash heap we're living in. I wish I had the software for my digital camera, I would post a picture that would make your jaw drop clean into your lap. Said picture will probably not be forthcoming however... while I've ordered the software it is not likely to be delivered for more than a week, and I don't think I can hold out that long without cleaning, not and still be able to walk around in here. Well, I'm sure there will be plenty more messes in the future with which to appall you.

I've actually got plans for digging out of this one, plans which involve a couple of sets of $30 faux-wood bookshelves from WalMart and a multitude of those big Rubbermaid plastic bins with the lids. We're up to 14 of them now, stashed in various corners of our tiny apartment.

I've got a whole big rearrangement thing going on in my head that I'm itching to get started on. One of the new bookshelves will belong to the Prince to do with as he wishes; the other is going to be set up in our room for my stuff which has outgrown my one pitiful bookshelf in the living room... spare books, project binders, bills notebook, art books, graphic arts reference books and texts... things I definitely still want but do not necessarily need to live in the bookcase next to "my" chair in the living room.

Then I�m going to take my brand new, handy-dandy printer-scanner-copier dealie off its big wire rolling cart and set it instead on top of a stack of two the plastic storage bins (which will be full of some of the Prince's old books and crap.) I�m running out of inconspicuous places to put the damn bins anyway, and this will provide a nice sturdy surface for the printer. The wire cart just makes me nervous holding such a heavy object. Then, I�m going to take the cookbooks off the small wire rolling cart they�ve been living on in the dining room and move them to the new bookshelf in the bedroom. The smaller rolling cart should fit in just right in the little space beside the printer and that�s where we�ll store the printer paper.

The big rolling cart is getting moved where the jelly cupboard now stands, so that the Prince can use it as a catch-all for his briefcase and other crap, which means he can quit using the weight bench for his personal valet and maybe I can actually use it for lifting weights. (Yeah, right.)

The jelly cupboard is going back in the corner of the dining room from whence it came oh so long ago when I needed it to set up a still-life on. It will continue on in its function as a storage place for spare lightbulbs, candles, flashlights, batteries, the old non-cordless phone, and my exercise tapes, since it will be parked near the old VCR-TV combo in the dining area where all our exercise equipment is set up.

One of the new bins will be used as storage for all our sex-related books... the porn mags and how-to�s and erotica books that are currently living in a locked footlocker with our sex toys. Then I will take my favorite sex toys out of my top drawer and put them in the footlocker; and I will clean out my personal junk drawer and put all that crap in another bin; and I will actually have room to put my clothes away in my dresser! What a novel idea.

I will put all my collage pictures in the handy-dandy scrapbooking case I bought today, and all my beading supplies in the bead box I�m about to go buy right now, and I�ll be able to repack the three storage bins where I usually store my not-being-used-right-now craft supplies, so that their contents will no longer be strewn about the room from a recent fit of �where the hell are my stupid effing jewelry pliers?�

Isn�t this interesting? Shut up.

Hey, did I mention I got a new scanner-printer thingy? I dragged the Prince out to buy it the day I got my school loan check. It�s an Epson CX5400, and the price was right enough at $129. I haven�t quite figured out the all the details of the scanning part yet, because dammit I�ve had scanning CLASSES and shouldn�t have to read the stupid manual to figure out how to resize something when I�m scanning it in... but so far I�ve had no success with that. But I did get one thing scanned in that I hope isn�t too scary-huge. It�s the self-portrait I did in my last drawing class:

It even kind of looks like me. See?

Ok, so that�s it for me. It�s off to the Hobby Lobby I go.

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