Toast with Lemon Butter

I finally cleaned out my overflowing inbox. For months now it's had at least 500 unread messages, and now there's 0 messages! It's just, with all the junk mail, and the hundreds of cute emails my grandparents send me that there's not enough time in the world to read, I couldn't kee up on it, so today I just sat down, and saved all the messages they've sent me so I can look at them when I have a ton of time, and deleted everything else. I feel so acomplished.
I also have my shelves up in my new room. It's so nice because I have almost twice as much space to hang up clothes, and while I was hanging them up this afternoon, I went through them, and despite my pack-rat nature, I'm getting rid of alnost a whole trash bag ful of clothes. Before I take them to Goodwill, though (I'm not going to sell them after all- I'm just going to get a job this summer, instead) I'm going to go through them again and give some to my friend, who's about a gazillion sizes smaller than me, and so can probably fit into the stuff that's too small for me. Like I said, though: It's so nice, because now all of my t shirts fit on the clothes rod, so they're not taking up all of my shelf space, that I could be using for books.
Moving into the room isn't that easy, though, because I have a LOT of junk (pack-rat) and still have to go through it. It's all laying there in my old bedroom's floor, giving me evil glares. How am I going to fit everything into my schedule? I have to clean out my old room, organize my new room, wash the dishes, take more exams, study, go to church, and clean the bathroom. All that and get a decent night's sleep.
But it's OK. I know I can handle this. Even if it means the bathroom goes a few more days without being clean, and I only wash what dishes I need at the time for a few more days... I can do this... I've made a commitment to keep this room clean and organized, and I plan on doing just that.
Do you know what I want for a desk? I know I need a work table where I can spread out and do schoolwork, and somewhere to set my laptop, but what I want is a writing desk. Somewhere where I can sit down and write letters, journal entires, poems, stories, stuff like that... What I'd really like actually, is an old fashioned roll-top desk. That would be so cool.
I'm craving toast. I haven't had any in a long time. I wonder if anyone would mind if I broke out the new toaster that's still in the box? I want toast. Does anyone know where I can get some lemon butter? Mmmm.... now my stomach is really grumbling...