Now, I don’t want any IKEA art1. Decoration consists so far of a gigantic SPAWN movie poster in the bedroom, next to a Lara Croft on a motorbike. There are Princess Leia dolls, and Mystery Machines. And an awesome old fashioned, huge oil painting of a ship under full sails over the dining table. As this is pretty geeky, the upcoming decorations have to fit that theme.

At the moment I’m thinking Spaceships in the hallway. Namely a TARDIS, a USS Enterprise and a Millenium Falcon. The latter two are not so much of a problem to find, but TARDISes are tricky.

I might go for a black/white/wood bedroom theme, so more black and white art might be in order. I do own a pop art black and white storm trooper, who needs proper framing.

As I’m on a major Wonder Woman / Batman trip at the moment2 I really want some awesome Batman and Wonder Woman posters, but those are rare. Especially for Wonder Woman, because I’m not so much into oversized breast/butts.

What’s hanging on you walls?

As I am sick of that retro-midcentury-modern-designer-humbug that’s all the rage at the moment, I wanted something way edgier. Something not everybody has in their house. And it should have the feel of an art installation. May I present to you, the wardrobe à la Diana, slaughterhouse-style:

That happens when a woman overcomes her fear of the power drill: She drills holes everywhere!

Next step in the big bad hallway adventure: Painting stripes. I did the first round today. It only took me like forever and a gazillion coats of really good paint to make three of them blend into the rest of the white. But – I’m getting there. Tomorrow I will mount my mini shelves and then everything will look much better. I hope.

One of the many mantras of cleaning is the morning routine. Mine for example is swishing down the tub and basin, doing the dishes, making the bed and tidy the kitchen as much as time allows. Because it is so much nicer to come home to a sparkly kitchen. I also try to do at least one other tidying related thing like picking up stuff in the living room, putting away laundry, etc, but that depends on how much time I still have left before I have to make the dash to the busstop. I’m usually pretty knackered in the evening, so doing little things in the mornings helps to keep the place looking decent.

Since a few weeks I also have an evening routine. The list is a bit longer as I don’t have to catch a bus, only the train to Dreamland. It’s more cleaning and preparing related as the morning routine and it’s main focus is too keep the kitchen from turning into a pigsty. As I have recently learned, a cluttered messy kitchen literally drives me mad. And that’s a place I don’t want to go to. It took me some time to actually drag my lazy self into the kitchen and return it to it’s prestine glory. It took me even more time to get used to it. But now it’s like second nature and mornings are less stressful. Also: doing the dishes every time goes much much much faster that doing one massive pile every morning.

Those two routines do a very good job in keeping the place together. A little goes a long way during the week until I have time to do some deep cleaning at the weekend. But routines do not have to stop at those two. I have also a list of weekly stuff that I want to get to (but not always do, to be honest) that I have devided evenly across the seven days. Like watering the plants1, vacuuming the heavy traffic areas, dusting, filing papers, … Gosh, that sounds all so well organized, but with my brain all over the place it’s more a necessity.

As I don’t want to spend the bigger part of my weekend with cleaning – as much as I like it, I want to play, too – I declared Wednesday Morning as my “Half way through the week” Cleaning day. Meaning, I go into the office half an hour later and instead do some vacuuming/dusting/picking up stuff. But I never thought that would actually be insane enough to let the vacuum roar at 8am. Well – I am. Looks like I really turned myself into a freak.

And how do you organize your household? Am I insane or an overachiever? Tell me!

I love sexy fanart, too. Arrrr.

Recently I made the mistake and bought the Manga version of one of my favourite books 2. Although the Manga isn’t really bad I had certain issues with it. For once, the residents of the British Empire certainly don’t look like japanese teenagers. Which brings me to my second point: the characters were all in their late 20s, early 30s in the book. The artist apparently wasn’t able to bring that age across. And thirdly: A man/werewolf who is described as huge and massive certainly doesn’t look as spindly as he was drawn in the book. Gnah. And, but that is entirely my own fault, I’m just not a Manga person.

So, unsatisfied with the Manga experience, I stumbled across some Tumblr-Blogs that dealed with an entirely different genre: the Superhero Comic. I fell in love with Escher Girls, that casts a feministic and artistic view on how distorted women are sometimes drawn just in the name of sexy:

Awful, isn’t it? Good thing is: they offer redraws.

Now, all those Superhero pictures stirred an interest in Wonder Woman in me. She always was my favourite, and the first female superhero ever. The problem that I have with the superhero universes of Marvel and DC is, that they run for such a long time, and had so many continuity reboots3, that it’s kinda hard to understand the history of the characters. But with the latest reboot in the DC universe, it might be a good time to get my feet into the water, so I just bought a Wonder Woman book. I hope the art is not as bad as in the aforementioned Manga.

And if you have a little time to spare, I recommened whole-heartedly the webcomic “Little League” – superheroes in elementary school! Hilarious!!