Egon is all, "Dude, I'm just trying to curl up in this blanket cave here and watch some Buffy," and I'm all, "Dude, that sounds like a REALLY FREAKING STELLAR IDEA."
In other news, now that I have (almost) all the furniture I need, I am going to work on art for the walls. I'm going to be printing a couple of sets of my own photos (more on that later), and I just ordered a poster from Achewood and a print from my Vox neighbor Marc Johns. YAY!