My room is finally organized. It's amazing what a bookshelf can do (as long as you buy one and assemble it). I can actually see my floor again.

It's still raining, which is kind of depressing. Starting to come to the realization that moving back home to work is going to mean a really boring six months. I'll manage. I always do. That's the fun part about moving around so much. It's the fun of re-establishing yourself.

I claim this land for Myst-topia.

May you all love me forever.