Now that I’m all moved, you guys should come knit with me.
I’m not decorated or anything, but merely moved…
Which, I may say, is one of the most annoying things that we do as humans.
Who LIKES to do this? The packing and unpacking.
This weekend I bought new end tables and a coffee table… and coasters, because I’m one of those people that seriously considers it a personal insult for someone to place their can/cup directly on the table.
I wonder if many people suffer from this coaster overzealousness… or if it’s only people that are suffering from OCD.
Still, the point stands that you guys should come knit and use coasters… and pay no attention to the barely visible tiny tv in the corner that I can’t afford to upgrade yet.
Yes?
I don’t care about cups/cans on the table unless they’re sweating liquid all over it. A normal soda can would be fine with me. But again, you and I are totally different people.
Oh, and I crocheted you some washcloths. Because I rock my face. Or something.
But even soda cans will ruin the table! They have condensation too!
Hmm.
How about this… I’ll find my own coaster at your house, and if you stick a cup or can on the table at my house, I will cut off your head with a samarai sword.
yay! washcloths!
You should come hang out with me and bring them over.
I get lonely. 🙁