A lot of pens, somewhat less dough, more focused

chaggalagirl and I have been cleaning. Not very rapidly, mind you -- we're taking a break and we both want to pass out for a while. We got her tabletop stereo set up on our bedroom's low bureau (which had been covered with all sorts of crap, most of which is still on our bed).

Then we cleaned off the kitchen table. For those of you that haven't been to our apartment, I should explain that our huge kitchen is also our entrance, dining room and computer room. The kitchen table thus becomes a convention center of stuff. Therefore cleaning the kitchen table is a major event, usually reserved for holidays. International Workers' Day is a busman's holiday these days, but it's close enough for government work.

( It gets better on the other side of this hyperlink! )