Here are some silly pictures from around my room. I’m really, really sick of doing ANOVAs—I’ve been doing them since 3:00 and it’s midnight now—so I fired up the camera and took a few pictures. Be flabbergasted as I bore you to death with my amazing ability to be fascinated with my own crap! Onward!

This is my closet. Notice the lack of boring colors. And just ignore that top shelf on the right, that’s where I chuck my pajamas in the morning. There’s a bunch of other clothes up there…I really don’t know what those are…I could go check, but I’m lazy.

Oh, and did you also notice the ROYGBIV layout? I do it once for garments worn on bottom half of body, then again for garments worn on top half of body. I’m awesome.

I find the gloomy glow of an always-turned-off television to be drab, so I decorated mine with Post-It Notes. I haven’t turned my TV on since they took Futurama off of Adult Swim and I got the whole series on DVD.

This is my desk, where I do my best work (aka my blogs). Yes, that’s a picture of Voltaire on the left there. And yes, those are my Voltaire pins underneath the NASA patch.

I’ve found calendars to be boring and useless for a person like me, who likes to keep it all in her head, so I’ve been reduced to writing silly things on that big old calendar on my desk there. February’s was “LOL IT’S A METAPHOR!” March’s says “25 credits” on every week except next, which says “Holy crap, it’s spring break!!! I don’t have to do ANYTHING for SEVEN WHOLE DAYS! If a god or gods exist, he/she/they LOVE ME! I <3 spring break!”

Yeah.

If the value of “purpose” could be measured negatively, this blog would be approaching a value of negative infinity.