Thanks, Hazel ^^.

I got bored, and there's a camera here.

What I do to my hand when I'm bored [not 'with', 'to'. ><]

Underside of my hand.

I look like shit tonight. Seriously.

So I'll photograph this room instead.

My printer, complete with wonky paper, stuffed dog and CDs.

Mouse, with Operator Please lyrics, an empty packet of batteries [My camwhoring goes through these kinda fast ><] and a bunch of other crap.

Foxtel book, with pen I scribbled myself with.

Where I'll be sleeping tonight, most likely.

About a third of our books.

What happens to the desk when I scribble on my hands and lean on it, and also why my parents'll kill me in the morning.