IKEA

i don't know, is it just me or is IKEA completely mental? i have such a love/hate relationship with it. it's like we need some bookshelves and for the love of god i am not spending $500 on a fake wood bookshelf, you know? so it's like there's either west elm, crate and barrel or room & board and we can spend like $5000...or there is IKEA. there is nothing in between! i feel like we always end up back there and i really do hate it. it smells like their .50c hotdogs in there and it's so big and overwhelming. but it's like there is no choice. also their candy sucks ass, i am sorry but i really hate foreign candy.

their instructions are also classic. see, they're too cheap to actually print "words" so they have to just draw pictures that even someone with a 90 IQ can figure out. here are some good instructions for a stool we bought. so...don't put in on top of books. don't paint it. don't throw it into the yard when it's sleeting. don't buy 2 of them and then walk on them. do take a gigantic magnifying glass and burn a hole in the stool. and, for pete's sake, don't lunge off of it our your window! seriously.

i think IKEA is just one of those things where like you can get some decent shit but you just really have to take your time and stuff and that's pretty impossible with a 2 year old. oh, also, i just remembered, we saw siamese twins in IKEA too! i had never seen any before. it was 2 girls with 1 set of legs. i don't even really know what to say about that so i'm just going to stop here.