ikea killa, killa

ikea

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ikea has 2,000 new items so there were about 800 million people there, with measuring tapes and screaming children. everything is so nouveau riche, "modern" (if modern now means short tables, wavy mirrors and beds with few details, lines, or contours). i don't mean to hate on ikea, we all have a special place for that wonderful 'cheap' european furniture, with funny names like KLUBBOU. and you spend half the trip trying to prounce them with your best Swedish accent only then realizing that, you don't know how to do a Swedish accent. sigh. how do we proceed?

Also, there is nothing like winding up in a section where you can sit, on everything! chairs, cushions, chaises, sofas, beds, weird hanging things from the ceiling, ottomans, etc. oh! you could take a nap, if you didn't feel as though you were in a warehouse, and the fact that there's a line of 12 other people waiting to pseudo-nap in your chair too.

For having 2,000 new items, the store only seemed more hectic and maze-y not filled with Swedish goodness. The ikea i attend, has TWO eateries now, the more meatballs, the merrier. that's what i always say.. I have always been somewhat and slightly opposed to food in department-like stores. moreso with clothing stores, because i'm clumsy and spill stuff, but chatch-ki stores too worry me. maybe just swedish meatballs worry me.

mom commands the floor while, dad and i stare at one another mouthing "there's too many fucking people in here."

while home, I acquired:

• 4 new pez
• hole-in-my-heart
• winter vest
• valentines candy (unopened, mom)
• ikea rug
• curtains
• door curtains
• 2 packs of cigarettes
• 10 new pairs of socks