I know the lyric is NOT "Keep up with the porn stars, don't stop 'til you get enough..." but damn, it is so much funnier to think about it that way, and the actual lyrics kinda make less sense.
Room is clean, floor is vacuumed, thank the heavens. My carpet is supposed to be a nice deep shade of burgundy but with the crap and cat hair that had accumulated on it... ahem. It's nice to see it clean. I've hung up some things in frames that were kicking around in my way for a while. I'm going to sit and play with music and Warcrack for a little bit and then off to tackle grossness elsewhere in the house.
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