So.
You can see my floor now. Pat and I spent all of Monday cleaning out my room, and by that I literally mean we boxed and moved every last thing out of my room (except for some of the stuff in the closet) to give it a serious cleaning. The floor was so disgusting, the walls and ceiling were covered in cobwebs, and two days earlier I found a mouse digging through my garbage. We had to start fresh. The bed even got dragged out of the room and Pat insisted on moving the TV out from the corner, which even though it was a good plan, was just as impossible as I told him.
After having to use a Shop-Vac on the floor, then vacuuming the place (walls and ceiling included to get the cobwebs gone), a spray along the perimeter for insects and spiders, and dusting the crap out of everything, it took another few hours to bring everything back in, construct a bookshelf, and begin going through boxes to start organizing crap. Eventually, the bookshelf got filled (and there are more books; I have to figure this one out) and stuff pushed back under the bed where it will remain untouched but out of the way for eternity.
I spent random moments during the week moving things around and organizing things, and today I went into my closet to work on the clothing situation. I managed to clean that wreck up well enough to clear up a drawer that I put all the loose electronics and cords and cables into, which cleared up yet another two boxes.
Next is dragging that hamper out and dumping the contents...I dunno what's going in it yet, but it may end up being a repository for all the action-figure and statue boxes I have and refuse to throw out (less for sentimental reasons and more convenience when I eventually have to move those things). I settled on deconstructing the boxes and flattening them out, which is fine and takes up little space. Except the ones with styrofoam that are NOT going anywhere because I treasure my statues and will be damned if I get rid of their packaging. One thing, moving them; another, if I ever go to sell them back, a box is obviously required.
Also on the agenda is to pull out every one of those bags and portfolios containing four or five years of shitty artwork, discard the majority, and slide that shit somewhere out of the way (mainly, back in the closet where it's coming from). After that it's time to go through all of these art supplies and figure out WTF to do with all of them.
Currently my room smells like some kind of soap due to some oil I burned that didn't quite smell the same as it did in the bottle. It's better than the musty, dusty smell this room had earlier, though.
So far I have gotten five of my grades in. William Low's grade is the last one to come in.
2D Animation: A
Book Illustration: A-
Illustrator's Heritage: A-
Sonja's class: A-
Oil painting: B
Well, I'm shocked. For some of them, anyway.
Tomorrow we're finally playing Scion again. I got called out on my incessant Scion rambling, so I've been trying to stop, but of course when someone else brings it up I jump right in (and no one can say a thing because it's not like I started it). But we've been on hiatus since March and I'm dying to get started again.
Saturday is the Rubino twins' birthday, which entails a barbecue on Kelly's end at Kristen's house, which leaves me to wonder what to do with David.
Called the laundromat about hours. I have Saturday 12-8 and Thursday 3-11, then the third day she has to figure out where to get me in. It will either be Sunday 3-11 or Wednesday 3-11, but I'm hoping for the Wednesday if only because I'm more used to that day and the regulars that come with it.
Watched Black Sheep last night with the boys, which was pure genius, A+, will watch again. Flesh-eating sheep, how could you possibly go wrong?
So, now, being bored, I should go get back to attacking the closet. I hope to have that area of the room cleaned up by tonight, as well as coming up with with a decent OC for this battle league I want to join on deviantART and finally finishing this almost-done piece of Demigod Rebekah.
Yaaawn.
Mab you had better not leave without seeing me, bitch!
After having to use a Shop-Vac on the floor, then vacuuming the place (walls and ceiling included to get the cobwebs gone), a spray along the perimeter for insects and spiders, and dusting the crap out of everything, it took another few hours to bring everything back in, construct a bookshelf, and begin going through boxes to start organizing crap. Eventually, the bookshelf got filled (and there are more books; I have to figure this one out) and stuff pushed back under the bed where it will remain untouched but out of the way for eternity.
I spent random moments during the week moving things around and organizing things, and today I went into my closet to work on the clothing situation. I managed to clean that wreck up well enough to clear up a drawer that I put all the loose electronics and cords and cables into, which cleared up yet another two boxes.
Next is dragging that hamper out and dumping the contents...I dunno what's going in it yet, but it may end up being a repository for all the action-figure and statue boxes I have and refuse to throw out (less for sentimental reasons and more convenience when I eventually have to move those things). I settled on deconstructing the boxes and flattening them out, which is fine and takes up little space. Except the ones with styrofoam that are NOT going anywhere because I treasure my statues and will be damned if I get rid of their packaging. One thing, moving them; another, if I ever go to sell them back, a box is obviously required.
Also on the agenda is to pull out every one of those bags and portfolios containing four or five years of shitty artwork, discard the majority, and slide that shit somewhere out of the way (mainly, back in the closet where it's coming from). After that it's time to go through all of these art supplies and figure out WTF to do with all of them.
Currently my room smells like some kind of soap due to some oil I burned that didn't quite smell the same as it did in the bottle. It's better than the musty, dusty smell this room had earlier, though.
So far I have gotten five of my grades in. William Low's grade is the last one to come in.
2D Animation: A
Book Illustration: A-
Illustrator's Heritage: A-
Sonja's class: A-
Oil painting: B
Well, I'm shocked. For some of them, anyway.
Tomorrow we're finally playing Scion again. I got called out on my incessant Scion rambling, so I've been trying to stop, but of course when someone else brings it up I jump right in (and no one can say a thing because it's not like I started it). But we've been on hiatus since March and I'm dying to get started again.
Saturday is the Rubino twins' birthday, which entails a barbecue on Kelly's end at Kristen's house, which leaves me to wonder what to do with David.
Called the laundromat about hours. I have Saturday 12-8 and Thursday 3-11, then the third day she has to figure out where to get me in. It will either be Sunday 3-11 or Wednesday 3-11, but I'm hoping for the Wednesday if only because I'm more used to that day and the regulars that come with it.
Watched Black Sheep last night with the boys, which was pure genius, A+, will watch again. Flesh-eating sheep, how could you possibly go wrong?
So, now, being bored, I should go get back to attacking the closet. I hope to have that area of the room cleaned up by tonight, as well as coming up with with a decent OC for this battle league I want to join on deviantART and finally finishing this almost-done piece of Demigod Rebekah.
Yaaawn.
Mab you had better not leave without seeing me, bitch!