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The display case my dad keeps his window samples in fell on my foot while I was vacuuming. Right across the top, which is all swollen now. I finished vacuuming about 45 minutes ago and it *still* hurts. My poor foot.
Makes me glad that I was wearing my slippers so the impact was cushioned a bit, otherwise I wouldn't be surprised if I cracked a few bones.
On a similar note, headache that was making most of my day miserable yesterday is back. Which sucks, because I gotta clean up the house as my grandparents (on my mom's side, the ones we only see on holidays) are coming for dinner tomorrow. And my mom's parents are neat freaks. That, the headache, the sore foot, and the fact that I can't open any of the three readings I need to summarize and review for my Native American Lit class is making this an all and out crappy day. Ugh. ::head desk::
Anyway, to make this post more then just all complaining,
zeedoubleu asked for pictures of what resides under my bed. Answer: bookshelves.
Left most side of my under-bed book shelves at the foot of my bed. Book titles from left to right:
- The Sword, the Ring, and the Chalice series by Deborah Chester
- Owlflight series by Larry Dixon and Mercedes Lackey
- Glasswrights' series by Mindy L. Klasky
- Tales of Nedo series by Ru Emerson
With my Harry Potter books on the top shelf along with the Garfield Fat Cat Three Pack books I ordered off those spiffy book orders that we always get in grade school when I was like 8 or 9. (all very good books, by the way)
Middle under-bed book shelf, holding all of my Nancy Drew books (as I was rather obsessed with her third through sixth or seventh grade), the majority of the horse story books I acquired first through third or fourth grade when I went through my horse-obsessed phase that most little girls seem to go through, House on Pooh Corner (which is hidden behind the blue sparkly photo album), and a few lonely series-starter books that I picked up but didn't like enough to get the rest of the series (poor lonely books). There are also the two toward the middle there, Moon Flash and Moon Face by Patricia A. McKillip, which are both very confusing but very good once you kinda figure out what's going on... They follow the story of a young Indian girl - set in the future? Only she lives in the past? - and her journey down the river her people depend on for everything, a journey which takes her from her little village which is kinda set in the past to some big city that would be future-place for us... Yeah, did I mention it was confusing?
Oh, yeah, and you can also see the journal I wrote in on our trip to Hawaii, that blue sparkly photo album I mentioned before, an ancient bottle of some anti-itch stuff that is there purely to hold up some of the aforementioned books, one of my old inhalers (which I haven't used in years, except for once or twice when my dr. mentioned I could use it to help ease my breathing during one of those nasty chest coughs that usually follow a cold), a video tape with one of my presentations on it from last year that I have every intention of recording over one of these days, and a sock (looks like a white blob to the left of the journal there.
Right most side of my under-bed book shelves at the head of my bed. Top shelf is my lip gloss (mmm, strawberry), and all of my CDs which I am far too lazy to name. Bottom shelf is more books.
From left to right again:
- first two books of the Weather Warden series by Rachel Caine (the third of which is currently sitting next to my bed waiting to be shelved next to the other two... I'm running out of room for all my books, oh the horror! I'll have to reshelf one of the other ones in order to make room for it.
- Green Rider series by Kristin Britian (who's name I always think is spelled funny, even though I know it's the more common spelling... Guess it stems from almost 10 years of knowing Cristin. :D )
- Immortals Series by Tamora Pierce
- The 10 th Kingdom by Kathryn Westly
- Thirteenth Scroll and Truest Power by Rebecca Neason
- Elvenbane series by Andre Nortan and Mercedes Lackey
(all of which are also very good books)
There are also two cupboards on either end of my bed, but I was too lazy to take pictures of them. One holds a bunch of old school stuff and a wooden box my grampa made me (filled with a photo album and a buncha other stuff, like a few editions of the National Geographic magazine published back in the early 1900s and the very first edition of the Adventure comic magazine, among other things), and the other is filled with all my old year books and sketch books.
this is what lurks in the area behind my book shelves. The box with the yellow "WIDE" label on it will one day become my sex toy box. As of the moment, however, all it holds are my fuzzy black handcuffs. :) The big plastic storage box it's sitting on top of has all my high school graduation stuff in it (final projects, all the congrats cards I got from everyone, the writing folder that our school kept for us holding pieces of writing from 1 st through 12 th grade, class pictures, etc). The two colorful thingies behind those are old gift boxes that shirts and stuff usually come in, I think. No idea what lurks beyond that. Probably lots of dust bunnies.
which I'm doing in two parts cause it's kinda long.
The display case my dad keeps his window samples in fell on my foot while I was vacuuming. Right across the top, which is all swollen now. I finished vacuuming about 45 minutes ago and it *still* hurts. My poor foot.
Makes me glad that I was wearing my slippers so the impact was cushioned a bit, otherwise I wouldn't be surprised if I cracked a few bones.
On a similar note, headache that was making most of my day miserable yesterday is back. Which sucks, because I gotta clean up the house as my grandparents (on my mom's side, the ones we only see on holidays) are coming for dinner tomorrow. And my mom's parents are neat freaks. That, the headache, the sore foot, and the fact that I can't open any of the three readings I need to summarize and review for my Native American Lit class is making this an all and out crappy day. Ugh. ::head desk::
Anyway, to make this post more then just all complaining,
zeedoubleu asked for pictures of what resides under my bed. Answer: bookshelves.
Left most side of my under-bed book shelves at the foot of my bed. Book titles from left to right:
- The Sword, the Ring, and the Chalice series by Deborah Chester
- Owlflight series by Larry Dixon and Mercedes Lackey
- Glasswrights' series by Mindy L. Klasky
- Tales of Nedo series by Ru Emerson
With my Harry Potter books on the top shelf along with the Garfield Fat Cat Three Pack books I ordered off those spiffy book orders that we always get in grade school when I was like 8 or 9. (all very good books, by the way)
Middle under-bed book shelf, holding all of my Nancy Drew books (as I was rather obsessed with her third through sixth or seventh grade), the majority of the horse story books I acquired first through third or fourth grade when I went through my horse-obsessed phase that most little girls seem to go through, House on Pooh Corner (which is hidden behind the blue sparkly photo album), and a few lonely series-starter books that I picked up but didn't like enough to get the rest of the series (poor lonely books). There are also the two toward the middle there, Moon Flash and Moon Face by Patricia A. McKillip, which are both very confusing but very good once you kinda figure out what's going on... They follow the story of a young Indian girl - set in the future? Only she lives in the past? - and her journey down the river her people depend on for everything, a journey which takes her from her little village which is kinda set in the past to some big city that would be future-place for us... Yeah, did I mention it was confusing?
Oh, yeah, and you can also see the journal I wrote in on our trip to Hawaii, that blue sparkly photo album I mentioned before, an ancient bottle of some anti-itch stuff that is there purely to hold up some of the aforementioned books, one of my old inhalers (which I haven't used in years, except for once or twice when my dr. mentioned I could use it to help ease my breathing during one of those nasty chest coughs that usually follow a cold), a video tape with one of my presentations on it from last year that I have every intention of recording over one of these days, and a sock (looks like a white blob to the left of the journal there.
Right most side of my under-bed book shelves at the head of my bed. Top shelf is my lip gloss (mmm, strawberry), and all of my CDs which I am far too lazy to name. Bottom shelf is more books.
From left to right again:
- first two books of the Weather Warden series by Rachel Caine (the third of which is currently sitting next to my bed waiting to be shelved next to the other two... I'm running out of room for all my books, oh the horror! I'll have to reshelf one of the other ones in order to make room for it.
- Green Rider series by Kristin Britian (who's name I always think is spelled funny, even though I know it's the more common spelling... Guess it stems from almost 10 years of knowing Cristin. :D )
- Immortals Series by Tamora Pierce
- The 10 th Kingdom by Kathryn Westly
- Thirteenth Scroll and Truest Power by Rebecca Neason
- Elvenbane series by Andre Nortan and Mercedes Lackey
(all of which are also very good books)
There are also two cupboards on either end of my bed, but I was too lazy to take pictures of them. One holds a bunch of old school stuff and a wooden box my grampa made me (filled with a photo album and a buncha other stuff, like a few editions of the National Geographic magazine published back in the early 1900s and the very first edition of the Adventure comic magazine, among other things), and the other is filled with all my old year books and sketch books.
this is what lurks in the area behind my book shelves. The box with the yellow "WIDE" label on it will one day become my sex toy box. As of the moment, however, all it holds are my fuzzy black handcuffs. :) The big plastic storage box it's sitting on top of has all my high school graduation stuff in it (final projects, all the congrats cards I got from everyone, the writing folder that our school kept for us holding pieces of writing from 1 st through 12 th grade, class pictures, etc). The two colorful thingies behind those are old gift boxes that shirts and stuff usually come in, I think. No idea what lurks beyond that. Probably lots of dust bunnies.
which I'm doing in two parts cause it's kinda long.