Putting My Plastic in Plastic

Occasionally whilst partaking in the strangely addictive task that is sorting Lego I will look into a storage container and my brain releases some serotonin. Because, everything that is the same shape is in the same hole.
Today after my new lens arrived, plus with the tales of my Lego sorting epic starting to spread across the internet, what else was I to do but take some photos of the process?

In unrelated news, you may have noticed my hosting is becoming increasingly flaky. Do not fear! Everything is now being backed up every 24 hours as I prepare to migrate to a hopefully better server.

Sorting HQ, the couch.

Sorting HQ, the couch.


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Round pieces.

Round pieces.


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Aerial view.

Aerial view.


Minifig piles.

Minifig piles.

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i can't help but feel that mum has influenced this addiction

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