![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
liebensraum
I have begun to annex the Sudeten... er, the other room. Ann-Marie finished packing her bags this morning and I drove her to a convenient airport-route bus stop at some ungodly hour that had me returning home at about 8:30am.
And the goddamn croissants from the Spar (or Centra, or whatever generic chain it is) STILL tasted a tad stale. Bastards.
So now I'm trying to decide if I turn my room into the Room Of Computing And Stuff and take up nocturnal residence in Ammo's old room, or if I should cram all the computer kit into the small room and keep the big room for my sonorous snoring.
Ammo's ex-room does have a nicer window.
And the goddamn croissants from the Spar (or Centra, or whatever generic chain it is) STILL tasted a tad stale. Bastards.
So now I'm trying to decide if I turn my room into the Room Of Computing And Stuff and take up nocturnal residence in Ammo's old room, or if I should cram all the computer kit into the small room and keep the big room for my sonorous snoring.
Ammo's ex-room does have a nicer window.