My most recent endeavor:

  I have -gasp!- been working on cleaning my bedroom today! I am rather proud of myself, in an odd way. I turned this:

 

(yes, that is my bed in a tornado)

To this:

 

(SEE, PRETTY!!)

 Impressive, no? It was a monumental undertaking, I assure you! The shelves got dusted, the books put to rights, the bed made up nicely, etc! Of course, I didn't tackle the closet:

 

(I'm afraid of what I might find)

Okay, calling it a portal to the underworld may be a slight exaggeration, but last time I deep cleaned it I found the bones of 2 escaped convicts, and a rather bulbous green blob:

  (poor Larry)

  Oh the joys of closets. Why do we have closets, anyways? They just collect debris! Oh well, if anyone ever tries to enter my room at night, I can just sic my big green blob on them. 

 (do you feel lucky? Well, do ya? Punk?!{I thought a "Dirty Harry" reference was fitting})

   Seeeeee? Everyone needs an attack blob! So they can be awesome and sic it on unsuspecting stalkers and look awesome as the slithering mass of gelatin slimes their way over to mutilate the person!

-EQ and Spirit