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Originally Posted by Verencat
It's not his fault! I have a really small apartment and a ton of stuff (including some of dad's furniture) that I can't manage to throw away. I had a nice desk but when my old computer died, I just threw the desk with the old monster, to gain space. Then I decided to go back to school, my wonderful dad got me a laptop and suddenly I realized  No place to put it! Took the top of a folding table, fixed it with a single clamp on a wiggly folding trestle I used to sculpt, thinking I'd get myself a real desk quickly, but it's been a year now, and I haven't even start to look for something...
It's got some special charisma, in a way...I like it for it's (numerous) imperfections! |
heh, i know how that goes, i feel that way about some of my (very imperfect) furniture as well.
