There's no question about it. Two posts about the same thing in twenty-four hours means I'm on some kind of kick. In this case, it appears to be a relatively safe, domestic kick - houses. I'm guessing it's an insecurity-in-the-face-of change thing. Blah blah blah psychoanalysis blah blah bah.
Regardless, check this shit out because that's a real Bag End right here in the U. S of A and I want to live there.
