newness —> nostalgia

I bought a new desk today - WITH MY PARENTS, who, I must say, were incredibly supportive and nice and friendly the entire day. Which is why I can finally tell you - I’ve cleaned my fucking room. Well, half. There’s still the bookshelves left, but half the room is a big fucking deal ok?

Anyway, I stumbled across a bunch of old things, most of which I tossed aside without too much thought (that’s quite important in decluttering right?) but some which I instinctively put in one of the three red bins I was using to hold stuff I wanted to keep. For example: Incubus badges. And John Mayer badges. And Beatles badges. I went through a big badge phase like four years ago.

I realise I don’t have any more Incubus on my iPod, despite loving them intensely for about three whole months when I was 18. How can?

So here’s one of my favourite songs off their Morning View album:

Oh, and the day just keeps getting better (and weirder): my mother just willingly made me a cup of Milo, cos she thinks I’m going to die from my dust-inflamed nose.

Aww.