oceana

You may remember that a few weeks ago I had a personal crisis about having reverted to my teenage days because I bought a *sigh* Supernatural poster. (however, since it was very pretty, I got over this crisis quickly.)

I'm happy to be able to tell you that said poster has now arrived. (You may have heard my teenage-girly squee!) I immediately (well, a week later, cause I'm a busy business woman) went out to have it framed, and, what do you know, a pretty frame would have cost more than 100 Euro! In a rare fit of sanity I pretended to live on a
teenage-girl budget and bought a cheaper frame, which doesn't look that professional, but it's still nice.

Then I bought a hammer (just kidding. I own a hammer. I've even used it once or twice before) and went to the bedroom to hang up the pretty, newly framed teenage-girl Supernatural poster.


Which is when sanity, again!, struck: hanging a Supernatural poster in the bedroom???

Am I completely insane?

I'm never gonna get laid again!


I quickly left the bedroom, with the poster, and can report that said poster, cheap frame and all, is now hanging in my office (the home office, not the office-office. I like to keep my job).

I guess that means I'm never gonna get any work done again.
*looks at poster*
(and it's so worth it)