Every night this week I've been building the Ikea furniture that we purchased last week. My family all goes to bed at 7:30, so I have a lot of free-time for such ventures as construction. Around 10, my mind begins to warp, yet I persevere, because dammit, I WILL finish this project TONIGHT.
Here's the thought process at 11:
My friend Shirley told me about another company like Ikea, but it's from Norway. Man, what's the name?
11:45:
I hate building furniture. Why is this piece upside-down?
Norway = Norwegian.
Norwegian furniture design must RULE.
11:50:
Norwegian furniture. From Norwegia. Furniture from the Nor-ish part of the world.
Nor furniture.
12:15:
For the love of god, please can I now quit? I don't care if this piece is upside down. One day I will travel to Nor.
3 Comments:
HA! I want to go to Nor also. You are funny. Too funny. Your funny has ripped a hole in the space-time continuum and we are all destroyed. The end.
My thought processes at the same times
11:45: ..............(asleep)
11:50: ..............
12:15: ..............
Later...
1:20:
Oh please no, only 10 minutes until the alarm goes off. Maybe if I don't think about anything I'll fall back asleep and it will FEEL like a long time.
1:30:
(amidst beeping) No, no, no. Not again. Not today.
1:30 1/2:
Oh good, robbie just decided to chill last night, no new ikea furniture in the living room.
1:43:
(Upon entering kitchen area) Geez! She DID do Ikea furniture. Damn! She did the desk, and nothing is upside down, and it looks freakin sweet.
1:44:
Peanut butter and jelly or bagel with butter?
Since you were scared that Matthew would find and ridicule your blog, you'll be pleased to know that he read it aloud to me (IKEA + Ant war) while I was spinning last night.
Now you know his secret: Prickly caustic outside, soft curmudgeonly center.
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