“I don’t want you to see how I really live!”

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May 29, 2009, 11:15 PM

Once again, this place is clean. And it looks quite nice, if I do say so myself. After all, Mom’s coming tomorrow morning, and so this place has to look its Sunday best. And when it comes to Mom, you see, I must pay extra attention to cleaning, because Mom just can’t help herself. If it doesn’t look spotless, she’ll clean. I still remember the time she “accidentally” swept the kitchen floor.

Still, though, having visitors over on a somewhat regular basis is one way I keep the place all neat and tidy. After all, I don’t want people to see the place the way I see it when I’m just kind of doing whatever. I want to put its best face forward.

Of course, if I really want to make the place look sharp, I need to get serious about decorating. I’ve had a whole bunch of picture frames from IKEA, still in their original shrinkwrap, in a corner in the blue IKEA bags for nearly a year and a half. The idea is that I’m going to take a bunch of my pictures to somewhere to have them printed on nice paper, and then frame them. After all, what better way to decorate than to have selections from your own body of work on the walls, right? And I have plenty of photos that would look very nice on the walls here. It’s just a matter of actually doing it already

Web site: Mom's page on SDMS's Web site. I looked around there a bit, and I think Mom needs to jazz it up a bit. Perhaps a blog for the teacher?

Song: ScientLOLojyuuichi!!

Quote: Meanwhile, I found it amusing that Mom said she didn't want to go to a formal restaurant for my birthday. After all, Mom knows me well enough to know that I don't like dressing up. I've told her that I will be wearing flip flops tomorrow. And I also made it clear going into this that there shall be no mention of the word "birthday" to any restaurant employees, regardless of where we go, because I don't do the whole bring-all-the-help-around-the-table thing.

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