Finally gave up the ghost on the ol' touch lamp. I got that thing when I was, like, 16 maybe... from my Nan. It was handy. Middle of the night just slap the thing and it goes on, I'm lazy like that. Now I'll have to find the cord to get the button/clicker to turn it on. Sheesh, trials. The reason I got it was apart from not wanting to have crap from when I was 16 was it didn't have enough light anymore. Still haven't found my glasses, that could also be a part of my seeing woes.
Ahhhh! the light - 16/05
It's a bright one. New lamp with bulb that cost near as much as the lamp. That's a massive stack of books for my criminology essay and a few for my work culture research project and one lonely one for my criminology speech. I was using them, I stacked up the ones I'm not immediately using to cast a little light on the situation. In the back there is my stereo I also got in my teens.
To continue the boring ass dinner photos I have a curly one. I am sitting in my room heater on winter clothes and my dressing gown over the top. It's chilly is what I'm saying. So for dinner I had a cold pasta salad thing. Doesn't scream winter warmth.
Meh
At least I could let it sit a little when inspiration struck. I decided to catch up on Pacific before the guys deleted it from FOX. Always happen to watch gross stuff when eating. Man vs Wild is another one.
- A
*New Model No.15 - Marilyn Manson
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