The Worm Has Turned

Many, many tomes and parchments doth adorn her chamber walls...

...and she's got lots of shoes too. Note the mermaid stuffs on the bookshelves. This was before I got more of my books back from across the street. The empty bookshelf herein is now crammed as full as the one on the next to my bed.

Onward and outward, ho! To the kitchen!

Fast worker eh? Nobody likes a lazy kitchen drudge. That's her up there in the top basket, see? She's travel-sized, for my convenience. And for a plus, she even turned night back into day...psyche! Kittens, it's ALWAYS night in my bedroom.

Bang! We've teleported into the livingroom and stand looking at my coffee table covered with many candles, a bowl of rocks, and assorted electronic thingies.

The evil home computer, a "gift" from my sister. They bought a new one and kindly gave me this one. I thought it was very generous. Little did I know the curse upon it. It's a Compaq Presario with Windows ME and Microsoft Works and freezes when you breathe on it too hard. I've had to use the restore disk about four times since I got it...last August.

Damn. The art pixies have been here. We're going to have to spray again. Can't seem to get rid of them.

Whoosh...and it's the bathroom! Okay, technically it's just the tub...but I didn't think you'd really be interested in the toilet. Note...not one but two Venus Divine razors. I love those things. I have a little...thing...about shaving.

The best haircare products ever.

More shaving stuff. I don't do it 'cause they like it...I do it 'cause I like it.

And last but certainly not least, Her Royal Highness, Owl, princess of all things inky and ornery. Her black hair gets all over my favorite 450 thread count ivory and white sheets and she bites me every single day. Awww, isn't she pretty?

Wasn't that fun?!