also, in the great couch saga of 2012...
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last night I dragged my coffee table up from my storage locker.
casualties:
large bruise right thigh
small scrape left arm
small chip back right corner of coffee table (obscured by glass top.
guys, it's *just* too big, but I think I'm keeping it. it makes me feel so much more civilized to be able to sit on the floor and work at the coffee table.
I know. I know. you're like, "shit, now we see more of her at nighttime." I promise I'll try to be nice. you're also like, "man, when is this chick going to stop talking about her living room?"
as soon as I find a chair, yo! and a new entertainment center. (again: it's going to be a costly spring.)
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