Whims

I rearranged my bedroom last night. It was around 8:45 and I hadn't been doing much when I made the spontaneous decision to change the room up.

Actually I had thought about it this weekend but I sort of half talked my way out of it. Didn't want to mess with finding places to plug in things was the big reason against. So the idea had been percolating in the brain for a few days anyway. Last night I just decided to do it. I'm weird like that.

Actually, my room's so small that there aren't a lot of layout options for it so it didn't take long, and I pretty much ended up going back to the way I had it when I first moved in. Bed shoved in the corner, half under my window, free-standing mirror in the corner and night stand with the requisite electronic gear moved under the window.

I've got more room for, well, let's see I could DDR now in my room or I could *really* get into my air guitaring. I could perform one-acts or maybe even turn the larger area into a mini dance floor complete with disco ball and floor lights.

I woke up this morning completely disoriented. Spooky's all kinds of confused. But at least I don't hear the muffled sounds of sex and snoring next door much now that my head's not right up against the shared wall.