funniculee is dredging up old memories of past literary loves
I think because I don’t really have a good place/time to do it. My room is way too cramped (and the floor is really creaky – distracting). The living room would be ideal, but there is no privacy and my roommate is usually up before me and working on her music, wishing to be UNDISTURBED. :(
I’m actually considering cleaning up a corner of the cruddy basement. It’s icky and sort of cold down there, but it’s private and I wouldn’t disturb my roommate. I could probably rig up my space heater. It’s not so bad (actually doesn’t even smell that musty, for a basement) – just needs to be swept.