I was once being shown around a museum in North Korea when another member of my party- a Finn who claimed to be a priest in the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monsters (look it up) took off his shoe and started banging a large gong that was by the door. We barely escaped with our lives and were chased by an angry and murderous mob for a good mile out of town.
If you went down a manhole and sat there in the dark, what's swarming around up there in your brain sums up whom you really are. I'm not saying don't think about redecorating your house but in the big scheme of things the rehaul won't make your experience of the world any different, even in a new chair.
I'm a feminist, of course I'm a feminist, I have a vagina. What person with a vagina wouldn't want equality between men AND women? Which is essentially what feminism means. It's not, burning your bra and not shaving your legs - although I have to say I'm not doing bad living up to that stereotype, but when it comes to Game of Thrones - can everyone just please shut up.