I'm in a black net, in a dark room.
So I can't see the rest of my room. Only my bed.

My Bed's soft in the hard sense- fluffier than most, but really, not cushiony in comparison to actual fluffy objects. I managed to break the box in half a few years ago, but haven't bothered to fix it since, so it has some sinky spaces. To accompany my lovely mahogany gothic reminiscent frame, I have lovely deep, yet still vibrant, red sheets. Not orange, not maroon, not a fire engine, nothing too shady, just a deep red. (Touga, you can suck it.)

I maybe have twelve or so pillows, not including the ridiculous decorative ones- those usually end up falling to the floor once I get in. I have fluffy pillows, pillows for support, pillows that will never leave their spots, leaning against the headboard. They come in my lovely red and black, all solids. (mostly in shams, for I am notorious at stripping pillows naked in my sleep.)

I have the matching red cotton sheet, usually the only one I end up using, along with two of the largely filled, but still loose pillows, and one of the larger firmer ones. I have two duvets, a thinner one that already came in red, and a much larger one, with a matching cover. I don't find myself using either much, and certainly never at the same time. They mostly live thrown at the ends of my bed. Alongside them, I have a black fur and velvet throw that probably weighs as much as me. This never gets used as its far too warm, and really, I don't want to get it cleaned. I also have a deep red crushed velvet throw with patterns imprinted in the fabric, and tassels. This doesn't go on my bed, it goes on my chair. Tassels belong nowhere on my bed. Hrm.

On my bed, I would have me, taking up maybe a fourth of it, and for some reason, on the broken side. The other side would have my computer, Eric and Eryk on a pillow, and my giant blue puppy Porphyria plushie, as he is too big to go anywhere but on my bed. (all the other plushies live on the couch.) My phone, DS and tablet are probably lost somewhere under all the pillows...
...And my computer. It's here too clearly.

And now sleepies YAY.

Library...thousands of small tables that look like asterisks from an aerial view with people plugged in and ready to go...headphones on...some are singing, watching youtube, actually studying and some are just in a zombie like trance

Well, the computer I use to connect to the Internet and thus IRG never leaves the room unless it needs maintenance, so I'll describe the family computer room to you...

It's got a lamp/ceiling fan combo, but I never turn it on when computing. There are two smallish bookcases to my left (which is south, actually -- the computers are on a desk positioned to the west). Both bookcases have lots of paperbacks, a few hardcovers and my collection of CD-ROMs. Among those CD-ROMs are all the original Sims 1 expansion packs, The Sims Deluxe Edition, my UFO: Enemy Unknown CDs (versions 1.2 and 1.4), my Blizzard CDs (Diablo II/D2 Lord of Destruction, Warcraft II BnE, StarCraft/SC Brood War), Towers of Darkness (Heretic/Hexen and their expansions).

To my right (north) is a smallish closet that has the components of the computer which belongs to me nestled amongst furniture bits and clothing. Behind me (east) is an IKEA futon (I believe it's the Lycksele design), which has a broken support rod (I sat on it too hard once). There was a papa-san like moon chair next to the futon, coloured a turquoise cyan combo, but it's in the living room now so I can play Animal Crossing: City Folk without having to stand up. Also, there's a window with the blinds left closed all the time.

The west side of the room has all the hardware. The desktop and its monitor (which is currently being used by the laptop), the laptop, the DSL modem with wireless gateway (I'm using the wireless for my Wii) and an inkjet printer. The printer is in the southwest corner, the table is north of the printer and on the table, from south to north, are the monitor/desktop mouse, laptop, laptop mouse and DSL modem.

Right now, there's no light coming in from the window and no light coming in from the living room (except a bit of incandescent light from the hallway), so it's pretty dark and dreary. The only real illumination I have right now is from the monitor.

And this is what it's like pretty much all the time, except for the ambient lighting.

I'm in a dark room, the light of the monitor providing the only significant source of illumination. I wish that it was off, but I find that it would be rather inconvenient. The chair I am sitting in is new, very much unlike my previous chair in the sense that it has yet to be worn in, that lovely softening of the cushion from the wear of numerous asses spending countless hours in it. The printer/scanner for the computer is sitting on the side table to my right, the only part of the damned thing working is the printer. I am constantly reminded of this when I try and scan my artwork or one of my numerous flowcharts to show the general population. To the right of the side table is the large entertainment system in which dozens of knick-knacks along with two Georgia High School State Championship football rings sit, along with the footbalss themselves. Almost everything in the entertainment system is in the colors of blue and white, the school colors. There are a few DVDs and CDs sitting next to the digital picture frame, out of their cases. In the picture frame there are no pictures of me. I prefer it that way. On another section of the entertainment system sits my display book containing my senior pictures. I hate them. Mother insists that they are displayed. The television is large, but bulky. The screen is covered with dust. I am too lazy to wipe it off. To my right are two windows, taller than me, allowing me visilibity into the darkness of my backyard. The light from the football stadium come on, casting new illumination into the room and allowing me to see parts of my back yard. I wish they were off. To the right of the windows is a green reclining chair, not really a recliner due to the high back, but it still leans back and has a foot rest. It is soft and comfortable, and I easily drift to sleep when I seek solace in its warmth. Just past the chair is the door to my back yard, the blinds drawn shut. I think it is better that way. Past the door is the entrance to the kitchen. The walls are red, and they remind me of blood, which is something that I don't necessarily enjoy. I don't eat much anymore, so I see less and less of those walls. To the right of the entrance into the kitchen is the couch, which generally seats three unless someone's being rude. There are at least eight pillows on the couch (more may be concealed underneath the countable ones), and all of them are limp, almost completely worn out. But no one will bother buying more. The couch itself is very soft and ver deep. When you sit down, you usually have to exert some effort when standing back up, hence the pillows. Nowadays, they hardly serve that purpose. To the right of the couch is a small lamp table. The lamp upon it has a wooden boat on it. Personally, I hate boats. I hate sailing. I hate the feeling of isolation. The boat-lamp makes me cringe a bit. Also upon the table are numerous plastic conatiners in which my mother's nicotine gum used to be. There are still some pieces in it, chewed up, tough, and covered with the aluminum covering that was on the package to begin with. She went from an addiction to cigarettes to an addiction to nicotine gum. I wish she'd have stayed with smoking. Next to the table is my mother's chair. It's stiff and uncomfortable, and it wreaks of her cheap perfume. I never sit there. Everything else is basked in darkness, and I can't very well see it. I wish the entire room were dark. Once again, my computer monitor, coupled with the stadium lights makes this impossible. And now the stadium lights are out.

In a sun room or whatever you call it since it's nice and warm here and private in my aunt's house.  Mostly huge trees and high mountains from all directions.  A river is in the back.  Should probably go hiking again.

One of those annoying library tables that has several computers separated only by a weird divider....thing.... I'll write this up in more detail when I'm in my actual home. If I can ever get the internet back, damnit.

At my computer desk, which is cluttered with random cds, books, markers, a camera, phone, and mug.

To my right is a stack of books on the floor, and to my left is a fan, tv, and playstation 2. My room is pretty much one big mess, but I like it.