like everyone else…i had become a slave to the ikea nesting instinct…

so many new things…

new beautiful music…new house…new room…and now new furniture…two trips to ikea have culminated in an explosion of various adornments and furnishings for the aforementioned new room…i feel like a decorating glutton…if there’s such a thing…that a guy like me could be called…

ok well here is what i have accrued over these last few rare shopping excursions:

entertainment center (mine is a variation of this one)

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various lamps…i’ve become a lighting freak…

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the picture currently hanging above my bed (there’s a little man standing in the tower there)

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ok i lied…this desk is actually from target…but ikea definitely couldn’t top it’s coolness…

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what kind of dining set defines me as a person?

######Note: This post is from a very old Xanga blog of mine. A very, very old blog. In fact, it’s practically a museum. Be sure not to touch any old references or links. You won’t break them, they are most certainly already broken.