Mood: Excited~

*Sounds of grenades and lasers and semi-automatics* "Danger, Will Robinson, danger!"

Operation Prettify Ugly Room (O.P.U.R.) was officially launched on Sunday evening and we're deep in the trenches now. The last four days have not been pretty. On Sunday and Monday I spent the better part of my time cleaning out aforementioned ugly room of all furniture, wall decor, and tacky knickknacks which are now piled up and taking up most of the space in our basement. The room has been stripped except for my mattress, blankets, pillow, and alarm clock in the middle of the floor so I can still sleep in there up until we paint. In the last couple of days I've spent four hours washing and rinsing the bloody walls, and tonight we did the first layer of hole patching. (Oh, and washing walls? Yeah, verging on being one of the most not-so-fun things I've done this year. My right arm hurts like a bitch.) Dad's pretty confident that we'll be able to start painting tomorrow night though, wheee~ I'm so excited, this is the first time in my life where I'll live in a room that's not pink -- instead, the new paint is a really nice mossy green color called "Shagreen." Seriously. Best paint color name EVER.

I'm going to just throw all remaining self-pride and dignity to the wind here and show off the pictures we took of my room before we stripped it. I don't even think most of my friends have ever seen my room, which sounds weird, but that's simply how ugly it really was and how mortifying the thought was of allowing other humans to be exposed to it. My major problem is that I'm a pack rat, and my other problem is that I'm lazy and couldn't bother myself to exert energy until now to redecorate; thus, up until Sunday my room still bore most of the same decor that it did when I was in junior high. The following will very likely subject me to unimaginable humiliation, but I think it's necessary to make people understand precisely why I'm so psyched about this renovation and why it's so needed. Bring on the embarrassment, baby, and bask in the ugly:

Angle 01: 1) Buffy Season Two poster. 2) Ode to TEH SMEXY SPIKE BISHOUNEN. 3) My shoulder (I ducked away from my paparazzi father just in time.) 4) Mysterious arrow I found sticking up out of the ground when I was thirteen, out in the woods by Hinton's Black Cat Guest Ranch. 5) Tacky and atrociously squeaky day bed, bought during Junior High. 5a) "Life of Pi." GOOD BOOK! READ NOW! 6) Closet containing clothes and filing cabinet. Random sketches, all more than five years old. 7) Photo of myself and best friend in grade six (who I never see anymore, talk to, and I now hate.)

Angle 02: 8) More of TEH SMEXY SPIKE. 9) More ugly bed (not made up very well that morning.) 10) Random stuffies. 11) Nightstand also substituting for cluttered junk drawer.

Angle 03: 12) Another picture of old friends from junior high that I hate and/or have no contact with now. 13) Escaflowne and Buffy DVD series boxsets. 14) "Air Force One," starring Harrison Ford, epitome of old man sexy. 15) Serta Mattress sheep plush. 16) More tacky panther posters. 17) Beloved Puuca shoulder bag purchased in Rome, Italy. 18) *Strains* . . .poster of Backstreet Boys, Kevin Richardson from grade six. . .OMG, DON'T LOOK AT IT! Please begin your flogging. . . . . . .NOW.

Angle 04: 19) Harry Potter love. 20) Manga -- yaoi and otherwise --, artbook, and Terry Pratchett love. 21) CD player. 22) Tacky porcelain figurines. 23) Omega Male Super Villain Stikfa with cape. (Post an actual picture of myself online? Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Not so much.) 24) Decrepit Quadra 650 Macintosh, last turned on in 2002. 25) Desk filled with drawings, writings, and paper; all remaining space crammed with junk. 26) Pimping green lava lamp.

All right, so that was "BEFORE." In a week or two when the room is finished and I'm settled in again, I'll take some "AFTER" photos and we can compare the bad to the good. Off now to bed on my mattress on the floor!