Just got myself a new nice used table (and chairs) for my kitchen. It only took me 18 months to get a table for the kitchen and it was only the impending departure of a close friend that finally pushed me to get one (I bought it from him). It was a great bargain.

So here I’m sitting in my kitchen, typing away at the keyboard, sipping away at a cup of chocolate soy milk. I definitely have too much junk in my apartment right now. The kitchen area without the table used to be a good place for me to store stuff but it’s getting a little crowded now.