My Nose Knows

I kneed myself in the nose, hard. I swung my leg up to get off the couch and slammed my knee into my face. My nose is swelling. I think it's just the cartiledge, but if I even touch my nose it feels really bruised. No fun.

Welcome to My World

Welcome to my world

I acquired three new bookcases for my new apartment, and they're already full. These cases are big, taller than I am types and I can't fit more books on them. What am I supposed to do once the semester starts? Where are all of my future books going to go? Every time I locate another book in a box I have to shift all of those on the shelves I have to make room. It's like I'm working at the bookstore again except that that one extra book absolutely has to make it onto the shelf and there's no such thing as back stock. Sigh.

If and when my father comes to visit I'm going to have him deliver another bookcase. The packaging makes it way too big to fit in my tiny car so it'll have to be imported via SUV as this town is lacking in a Crate & Barrel. I swear I never truly appreciated the number of good stores back home until I left.

I need more pictures, and a coffee table. My feet lack in coffee table sitting. How do people not have coffee tables? They seem so vital to my existance at the moment.