Before. A horrible mess for my workspace.


After the Container Store.

I hate that place because you get sucked into buying little acrylic boxes for everything you own. Like you start thinking of organizing your socks by fuzziness levels. Next thing you know I'm windexing my door handles again. I think OCD is quite understandable but it's just a matter of control. I went to the Muji store as well...they carry the large size lint rollers which is good but other than that the selection is quite pitiful. Where is the UME FLAVORED CANDY? I read the reviews on Yelp and it said that CB2 is much more enticing. But I am much more a translucent plastic type of girl.

I actually considered my present for my father this year. I hit up Evolution on Spring Street which is uncomfortably close to the MJ building. I have some horror of seeing people I know when I look terrible, which is everyday unfortunately.

Butterflies...I started gagging when I inspected them up close. GAG. GAG.

French found sand dollar fossils. I liked the "layout" of the dollars. But they could totally make up this shit and I would be believe it. Who am I to say it's NOT 10 million years old? That seems like an awfully even number though.

EWWWWWWW.

I obviously Purell-ed my hands several times after gift wrapping them. EWWWWWW.