On a random day I woke up and decided to paint my shelves GOLDEN. Unlike most of my other capricious projects, this one turned out to be a total success! (In spite of what-where-how-paint-or-spray-but-the-awful-smell shenanigans that lasted like 3 days). Now my shelf of honour glows at night (not in a creepy vampire way) and reminds me of a certain Mika song… :)
From the pictures it looks like I just abracadabra-ed that shit into gold, but actually it was a long process lead by my comrade witivisi,nurtured with cheese sandwiches and a playlist of 50 rock hits.
“You know, Sheldon, you don’t have so many friends that you can afford to start insulting them” The Big Bang Theory
Now this is what I call a productive Sunday!! I made a Tardis out of a tea box, how English is that?

Rock’n’Roll is a perfectly adequate and awesome name for seeds
perfect for a botanic (synonym for nerd in Russian) disco Rock’n’Roll party
when I talk to somebody on the phone while I’m home
my whole family takes turns to run into my room
and ask me why am I talking to myself/did I call them/do I need anything
