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So basically, Mike and I acknowledged that he needed a nightstand, but when we went to Ikea, I "pooh-poohed" (his term) his bedside table of choice. Needless to say, I feel totally bad about it and we're going back for it this weekend.

Judge it. Judge my bed. It's OK, I'm doing it too. I hate that I don't have some like, ensemble or whatever for my bed to wear. Like this perfect duvet and shams and I don't know, some long neck roll and a radical throw pillow you might find at say, DWR (yes, I'm stalking a new bed ensemble situation).

Anyways, this is its current dressings, pieced together from random past bedding I once thought was awesome, like the Dwell shams from the set I had to have last year. It's comfy, and that's what's important, right? Wrong! I want my bed to look 10 times cooler, so just you wait. Oh also, note that Mike's high school chair has been relegated back into the bedroom as a makeshift nightstand. It's totally sad and I feel really guilty about it. Tell you about it later.

I know, I was stupid for not trying it sooner. Now I finally have a second game for the PS3 that I'm obsessed with (the first is SingStar). I like to play.

Continuing Mike's gadget compulsion (evidence here and here), this Nokia N810 is his latest goodie. Do I get what it does? No I do not. But it's mounted in the living room and displays the weather and an RSS Feed, and I'm told that it's supposed to also control our iTunes. This means I'm sort of close to fulfilling my in-home jukebox dream.

Now this is a HOT Friday night. Hopefully to be repeated tonight.

I'm in the habit of declaring what ever flower I've brought home to be my favorite flower ever. I'm not about to break the habit now, so here it is: peonies are my favorite flower ever! 

Mike says the not-yet-opened flowers look like baby fists. That's disturbing but I like it.

I've retired my glass vase remote system after an overenthusiastic night involving hot wings and homemade beer left it cracked. We actually bought this tray from CB2 thinking it would be a little bed for Netflixes inside our TV credenza, but when it didn't fit, it got a new, very important job: remote bitch.

Reason #45 Ikea's not cheap for me: Because I can't not buy like 20 little things on my way out.

This is my new pendant lamp shade — it's white with a subtle pattern and it seems kinda boring, but I think it's a good straight man to the new wacky green chairs.

Oh yeah that's right, I am totally still braggin' about my Ikea haul from last week. I'm not even done yet, so buckle your safety belts.

Anyway one thing you MUST know about me to really get me is that I die for Ikea printed napkins. What! They're awesome! They always have some rad Scandinavian print and they make me feel like a hostess with the GD mostess when I have some on hand instead of just paper towels. I have to schedule regular Ikea trips like I'm going to the dentist just so I don't run out.