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ashinae1) I'm still all a-squee and a-flail and a-OMG about last night's Heroes.
2) Beanie! The Scottish Play! Beanie! PLEASE LET THIS BE REAL. IS IT REAL? SOMEONE TELL ME THIS ISN'T A DIRTY LIE LIKE THE BEAN-AS-SYLAR THING WAS.
Zachary Quinto, I love you, and I love your preposterously evil eyebrows, but I may still be slightly bitter that you aren't Sean Bean.
3) And we're doing renovations. I don't think I mentioned this. All the carpet upstairs is being taken up and hardwood laminate interlocking tile... things put in their place. And so some things have come about.
We have a four-bedroom house, right. The front (facing west) has the master bedroom and the largest bedroom. The back has a small bedroom, my bathroom, and the smallest bedroom.
I live in the small bedroom. I used to have the big bedroom, but then my brother moved out, and there were obnoxious teenagers across the way, and I was only eleven, and I needed sleep, plus I was getting to that age where I was on the phone all the time, and my brother had had a phone, right, so my parents let me move from the big bedroom at the front to the small bedroom at the back.
Now, my life keeps expanding. For the past fourteen freaking years, I've lived in the next-to-smallest bedroom in the house. Went through the kids who live behind us growing up and turning into obnoxious teenagers, and the fact that the back of the house faces east so when I stay up late and sleep in, I have to deal with the sun.
In February-March '05, we repainted all the upstairs rooms and added new moulding/trim along the baseboards. When we did my room, we moved a lot of my stuff into the large bedroom, which is sparsely furnished, and my bed and threw that on the floor and I lived in there for about two and a half days. I made a comment to my mum about how much bigger it is, etc, and how, y'know, if only the room had the cable internet access for my computer, plus the phone line. But she said NO WAY, particularly with the fact that dad goes to bed at 10:00 -- I just make too much noise with the computer.
When we were moving all my stuff out today and dad was taking out the carpet, I remarked that it was too bad my modem is kind of stuck where it is, because I've always been really creeped out by the fact that my computer has to be positioned against the wall opposite the door; I have always, always, hated having my computer desk across from my door. My back to the door. All that.
My mum sent me over to Staples to get a few things for her, because she didn't want to go, but needed these items now (mostly because some of them are on sale and the sale ends today). I talked to one of the computer guys there about whether or not it's possible to get an extension for the cable modem so we could move my computer desk to the opposite wall so I didn't have to keep my back to the door. Well, what he suggested was moving the desk, leaving the moem, and just getting a longer ethernet cable to run from the modem to the computer so I could move the desk. I bought one; whilst I was gone, my parents were discussing the possibility of moving me into the larger bedroom again so I would have SPACE. So I could have a big closet again. So that I could move and my room wouldn't look so cluttered.
Of course, they could have discussed this before we started this project, so they would have done the large bedroom BEFORE doing mine, because if I decide to go and move in there, we have to move me BACK into my current room, do the floors of the large bedroom, then move one last time.
But there's a way to continue to use the jacks for the telephone and internet in this room and run the wires into the large room. I am just bit not knowing what to do
There's silly, trivial things I'm thinking about. I've got those glow-in-the-dark stars all over my ceiling, and I've got my shelves and posters on the walls and gah. And having to apparently adopt the armoire in the other bedroom, which, yes, gives me even more storage on top of the bigger closet, but Jesus. It's just taking up several feet which, yes, I really could use. The parents seem entirely unwilling to move it out of there. Now, if I could survive, somehow, without my dresser (which would be harder to move than the armoire, ultimately), I suppose I would be able to put up with it. But I don't know that I could. I like having a mirror in my bedroom, rather than needing to do all my makeup and stuffs in the bathroom.
And of course, there's the having to be super-super quiet being that I'd be in the room right next to my parents.
I did question my dad about if there'd be an issue with moving my wall-mounted shelves, and about me leaving a good dozen holes in the walls from my posters and framed pictures and calendar, but those are not a big deal, sez he. He doesn't even mind having holes punctured in the walls of the other bedroom.
I WILL, however, miss my purple bedroom. Cuz the other bedroom is blue.
Going through all this, I think the biggest sticking point for me is the fucking armoire. I KNOW the armoire is mine. It's mine from before I had a computer of my own in my bedroom. The armoire had to go to make way for the computer desk. This bedroom is smaller, yes, but not by grand terms. Only a few feet. I'm gaining a ton of storage space by having a closet that's basically twice as big. And unfortunately I do not have exact measurements for the two rooms, and can't take them because 1) too much stuff in the way in both cases, and 2) I can't handle measuring tape to save my life. *G*
Anyway. I just needed the ramble here. And I'm wondering if there's any way to make my parents see that whatever space I might be gaining, a chunk of that is honestly and truly being taken up by the bloody armoire and that it. needs. to. go. Or at least, be swapped out. Hmm.
2) Beanie! The Scottish Play! Beanie! PLEASE LET THIS BE REAL. IS IT REAL? SOMEONE TELL ME THIS ISN'T A DIRTY LIE LIKE THE BEAN-AS-SYLAR THING WAS.
Zachary Quinto, I love you, and I love your preposterously evil eyebrows, but I may still be slightly bitter that you aren't Sean Bean.
3) And we're doing renovations. I don't think I mentioned this. All the carpet upstairs is being taken up and hardwood laminate interlocking tile... things put in their place. And so some things have come about.
We have a four-bedroom house, right. The front (facing west) has the master bedroom and the largest bedroom. The back has a small bedroom, my bathroom, and the smallest bedroom.
I live in the small bedroom. I used to have the big bedroom, but then my brother moved out, and there were obnoxious teenagers across the way, and I was only eleven, and I needed sleep, plus I was getting to that age where I was on the phone all the time, and my brother had had a phone, right, so my parents let me move from the big bedroom at the front to the small bedroom at the back.
Now, my life keeps expanding. For the past fourteen freaking years, I've lived in the next-to-smallest bedroom in the house. Went through the kids who live behind us growing up and turning into obnoxious teenagers, and the fact that the back of the house faces east so when I stay up late and sleep in, I have to deal with the sun.
In February-March '05, we repainted all the upstairs rooms and added new moulding/trim along the baseboards. When we did my room, we moved a lot of my stuff into the large bedroom, which is sparsely furnished, and my bed and threw that on the floor and I lived in there for about two and a half days. I made a comment to my mum about how much bigger it is, etc, and how, y'know, if only the room had the cable internet access for my computer, plus the phone line. But she said NO WAY, particularly with the fact that dad goes to bed at 10:00 -- I just make too much noise with the computer.
When we were moving all my stuff out today and dad was taking out the carpet, I remarked that it was too bad my modem is kind of stuck where it is, because I've always been really creeped out by the fact that my computer has to be positioned against the wall opposite the door; I have always, always, hated having my computer desk across from my door. My back to the door. All that.
My mum sent me over to Staples to get a few things for her, because she didn't want to go, but needed these items now (mostly because some of them are on sale and the sale ends today). I talked to one of the computer guys there about whether or not it's possible to get an extension for the cable modem so we could move my computer desk to the opposite wall so I didn't have to keep my back to the door. Well, what he suggested was moving the desk, leaving the moem, and just getting a longer ethernet cable to run from the modem to the computer so I could move the desk. I bought one; whilst I was gone, my parents were discussing the possibility of moving me into the larger bedroom again so I would have SPACE. So I could have a big closet again. So that I could move and my room wouldn't look so cluttered.
Of course, they could have discussed this before we started this project, so they would have done the large bedroom BEFORE doing mine, because if I decide to go and move in there, we have to move me BACK into my current room, do the floors of the large bedroom, then move one last time.
But there's a way to continue to use the jacks for the telephone and internet in this room and run the wires into the large room. I am just bit not knowing what to do
There's silly, trivial things I'm thinking about. I've got those glow-in-the-dark stars all over my ceiling, and I've got my shelves and posters on the walls and gah. And having to apparently adopt the armoire in the other bedroom, which, yes, gives me even more storage on top of the bigger closet, but Jesus. It's just taking up several feet which, yes, I really could use. The parents seem entirely unwilling to move it out of there. Now, if I could survive, somehow, without my dresser (which would be harder to move than the armoire, ultimately), I suppose I would be able to put up with it. But I don't know that I could. I like having a mirror in my bedroom, rather than needing to do all my makeup and stuffs in the bathroom.
And of course, there's the having to be super-super quiet being that I'd be in the room right next to my parents.
I did question my dad about if there'd be an issue with moving my wall-mounted shelves, and about me leaving a good dozen holes in the walls from my posters and framed pictures and calendar, but those are not a big deal, sez he. He doesn't even mind having holes punctured in the walls of the other bedroom.
I WILL, however, miss my purple bedroom. Cuz the other bedroom is blue.
Going through all this, I think the biggest sticking point for me is the fucking armoire. I KNOW the armoire is mine. It's mine from before I had a computer of my own in my bedroom. The armoire had to go to make way for the computer desk. This bedroom is smaller, yes, but not by grand terms. Only a few feet. I'm gaining a ton of storage space by having a closet that's basically twice as big. And unfortunately I do not have exact measurements for the two rooms, and can't take them because 1) too much stuff in the way in both cases, and 2) I can't handle measuring tape to save my life. *G*
Anyway. I just needed the ramble here. And I'm wondering if there's any way to make my parents see that whatever space I might be gaining, a chunk of that is honestly and truly being taken up by the bloody armoire and that it. needs. to. go. Or at least, be swapped out. Hmm.
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Date: 2007-05-02 03:06 am (UTC)Tell me about it. My dreams of Sean Bean-ness were crushed. Although now I adore Quinto, so I guess it all worked out.
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Date: 2007-05-11 03:32 am (UTC)It also helped a lot that Quinto has such intense chemistry with Sendhil Ramamurthy.
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Date: 2007-05-11 04:28 am (UTC)And yeah, they have CRAZY chemistry! I love every second they're on screen together.
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