Yet another reason why Andrew and I are sorta perfect for each other

[earthbelow]

As I am looking up from my big pile of creative journaling chaos, I say to Andrew, "Hey, Andrew, do you know where my porn is?"

Without missing a beat, he looks around, finds the IKEA catalog on the coffee table and hands it to me, because he knew *exactly* what I meant.

And yes, the IKEA catalog is furniture porn for me. Like porn stars, the furniture is cheap and mostly fake, but when it's posed all pretty like that, well, I can't help myself. Oh, Aneboda, I know you're a horrible particle-board floozy, but I love you anyway.

Comments

[nightsinge.livejournal.com]

That's just awesome. Beauty icon, too.