Ikea expedition

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OMFG I can't believe how cheaply I got out of there! Less than twenty dollars!! I have self-control! And restraint!! And even though the down baffle quilt with a crimson cover is only fifty dollars, I didn't buy it. Because I glory in my ability to see pretty things and know that I can do just as well with what I have. I love this whole inner peace thing. It's making me resistant to consumer culture. I no longer feel so bad for the big purchases because I only buy things when I want to own them. My whole attitude toward disposable and non-disposable goods has undergone a slow revolution in the last decade, another of those creeping kind of wisdoms that you don't realize you have until someone hits you with it. But I now have a rag rug for the kitchen, and lots of tea lights. So shiny.
I do wish I had worn my trainers though, 'cause my feet aren't used to spending multiple hours on concrete floors anymore. Oh! And if you go to an Ikea store you MUST eat the meatballs dipped into the lingonberry jam. It's the food equivalent of heartening companionship. In some inexplicable fashion it tastes like having friends. Just try it.
And I am rereading Black Beauty, because it's been a decade since last time, and I like to catch up with my old book-friends and see who they are now that I'm different. That's the true measure of literary greatness: if it has another message for you even after you've read it once, then it will likely stand the test of time.
In other news I've passed on Firefly to a new addict. Does this mean that I get to escape the fangirl fever? Not grapplin' likely.

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[lord-of-entropy.livejournal.com]

That is an impressive IKEA escape; we need shelving, and so haven't gone yet (the roommate is waiting for her backpay check).

I had some fine shopping this weekend as well, though the best find had to be the 8 book Encylopedia of Free Masonry, printed 1928, signed by the author. They're in good condition, and are killer props, not to mention a glimpse into South Texas' roaring oil discovery days.