The Natural Habitat of the elusive Claire
Herein lie photos of my bedchamber/boudoir/some other scandalous synonym for that room which any Proper Young Lady would never dare to show to a perfect stranger, but, well, I'm much more of a gentlewoman and a scholar than a lady, so there you go.
The Desk and infamous Portal to the IntarWeb.
Atrus makes a fine guardian for my powerbook. I've been trying to dispel the assumption that I have a pechant for hunting foam rubber animals, but I suppose the mask on the wall is somewhat incriminating.
...Including my Exile/Revelation journal, my Serenian Spirit Cloth (work in progress), and a yeesha ocarina... Bird. Thing.
My "I Just Want to Read my Book and Pretend the World Doesn't Exist" Lounge Area Under My Bed.
Also functions as a very poor fallout shelter.
The wall and bookshelf above my bed.
I really need to sew those SGC & Seth patches onto something. Hm. You can also see my ammonite fossil in this photo, so I'm pointing him out because I find him cute. Lookit! Ammonite. Awr.
Obligatory schoolbooks shot.
I'm no m01ety, of course, but I windex like a madwoman. CLEAN. Yay!