inspired by a coworker, these are the days of my life...

Saturday, July 29, 2006

so i went down to the shops to buy some milk or something to eat. i have no toast - due to broken toaster - and couldn't even have a cup of tea.

i came home fifteen minutes later, sans milk, much much poorer. cash wise anyway. i have a new found wealth. a wealth of awesome wooden furniture. see it. see it see it.



i bought a wooden display unit. made in the 1960s by someone in england. i think. whatever it gives my living room a real lift.


i'm sure other people's furniture is really really boring. but i have to tell you one of the best parts. the shop where i purchased is just about my most favourite shop in the world. it has a silly phonetic name, but other than that it is perfect. and it is run by a man who is amazingly awesome. he has long hair and he remembers me. i last bought something from him in 2003. today he asked me if i was still living in the same place. and he gave me a discount. and dropped it off half an hour after i purchased it. he brought it to my place in his volvo. hello volvos are only the most awesome car. and then he told me how much he loves my house. well he said it was cute. same difference. this brings the tally of men i am IN LOVE WITH to six. thank goodness they don't all sell furniture. if they did i'd be living in clutter and very very poor. Posted by Picasa

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

ooh, i love it!! and NO, other people's furniture is so so exciting. that is why i am always sending you pictures of mine.

ah. hmm.

Homeperm said...

lena, i love yr ikea shelves. thanks for the photos. did you notice in these photos a card you gave me in 2002 has pride of place.

IN OTHER NEWS I'VE COME OVER ALL FEVERED. I'M IN BED DRINKING SUPER WEAK PEPERMINT TEA AND IT ISN'T EVEN 8.30. IF YOU WANT TO BE NUMBER 7 ON THE LIST OF PEOPLE I AM IN LOVE WITH BRING ME AN ELECTRIC BLANKET AND A MIRACLE CURE. NOW.

enough of the caps lock.

Anonymous said...

oh my lord!! i saw that card and i was in fact going to ask you about it because a) it looked marvellous, and b) it struck a mysterious chord. now i know why.

that is terrible news about your affliction. i hope your fever burnt off in the night, like a sweep of morning fog over the golden gate bridge. very into my local similes at the moment. hope your morning is as light and fluffy as a gay man's airkiss on castro st. may your day go up and up like a cable car to north beach. etc etc.

Anonymous said...

Hp, you are so classy.

Homeperm said...

gee hels... thanks.