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Apr. 30th, 2005 06:47 pmI gotta BOOKCASE. Anna CHEESE GRATER. An' real SOAP DISHES instead of the tin my six-in-one key tool came in. An' GLASSES, six of 'em, 12 ounces each. An' PICTURE FRAMES. an' STUFF TO MOP THE FLOOR WITH.
I might be an enormous geek, but I'm a grown-up enormous geek.
(Of course I am still an enormous geek. My response to badly sized spaces when I am looking for parallel parking is to wish I had telekinesis capable of moving the cars, and more than once I have found myself with an urge to write up a mutant character whose telekinetic power manifested when she discovered the toilet paper roll had not been replaced and the spare roll was two feet further away than she could reach.)
I might be an enormous geek, but I'm a grown-up enormous geek.
(Of course I am still an enormous geek. My response to badly sized spaces when I am looking for parallel parking is to wish I had telekinesis capable of moving the cars, and more than once I have found myself with an urge to write up a mutant character whose telekinetic power manifested when she discovered the toilet paper roll had not been replaced and the spare roll was two feet further away than she could reach.)
