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Sunday, September 16, 2007
Gifts And Curses
If that's what it means to be blessed, then I am so badly cursed that I could spew out enough different vulgarities to last 5 minutes.
I went to Ikea today with Elizabeth. I used to like the place - up until I was deemed too old to play in the ball-place and had to follow my parents around to look at furniture. Now I just like meat balls, but the problem is that nobody goes to Ikea JUST to buy meatballs. You're like... obliged to walk through every section of the place. I have to admit though, the 22 meters squared home looked really appealing.
The problem with the whole place is that there are like so many different kinds of nice beds, drawers, tables, chairs and the like, all of which you're never going to buy. Even if you do end up buying you'll only buy ONE, one among the sea of other nice ones out there. You try to justify to yourself and say that this one is special, that it was made just for you, but deep down you know any other could have done just as well. I guess in the end you just come to accept what you have and be happy with it.
... I'm still talking about furniture, right?
Moca wrote @ 12:44 AM
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