so, this morning i was sitting next to wax as she chatted in irc, whining about how i wanted to chat, and to write, but i didn't want to go in the bedroom to my computer because it was dark and alone in there.
so we rearranged all our furniture. now we have a big computer island in the middle of the livingroom with two desks and a lot of technology, but the rest of the flat is still pretty much a giant disaster. the dog is anxious, the cats are excited, five years' worth of
empire and
total film are in a big stack under the
pulp fiction poster... yeah. and as i sit at the computer in my armchair,
my box sets of original star trek are within easy fondling distance i can totally reach all the dvds without getting up.
last night we saw stargate:atlantis 202, "the intruder",
( which was even more wonderful than i expected, ) and
mr & mrs smith, which was sloppier story-telling than i expected but was still really hot and a lot of fun.