spring cleaning

on monday, i woke up for the umpteenth time in a row with a stuffy nose. seeing as how i usually don't get colds, i determined my bout of nasal congestion to be caused by the wealth of dust in my room. i don't have allergies at all, but i would think any large amount of dust does some sort of damage to even the strongest of natural defenses. when i first moved in, i didn't have a chance to sweep before we set the heavy furniture in here, so i took it upon myself to grab the broom and dustpan and set about moving as much by myself as i could. i like to think i did an excellent job, cleaning out the large closet and moving the bed, dresser, wing-back armchair and nightstand. the only thing i couldn't move was the desk, as it is solid oak (?) and has a very large, old and heavy pc and printer on it. luckily i could sweep fairly easily around it.

at the end of my cleaning spree, i amassed a large pile of dust, threads, subscription card from nylon and even a beercap.

i'm not saying my room is messy; on the contrary, it's usually very, very neat and tiy, but i felt an actual sense of accomplishment upon completion.



while cleaning i first listened to some jonathan fire*eater, and then switched to the band that rose out of the ashes of jf*e, the walkmen.

download:

jonathan fire*eater - give me daughters
the walkmen - wake up