Comments | gairecailin: An Unfortunate House in Brooklyn

gairecailin

An Unfortunate House in Brooklyn

Apr 04, 2006 22:40

In many pieces of literature, the house is used as a symbol of the mind. In darker stories, the house is rotting and falling apart and it's inhabitants are slowly going insane. Most people would agree that the state of one's house or room will very much reflect the state of mind of it's owner.

I would like to prove that theory wrong. With my own ( Read more... )

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nahele_101 April 5 2006, 06:38:22 UTC

holy crap...i could not handle that.

the energy in the house must be crazy! too much clutter creates confusion, and slows energy down!

that poor peace lily!

oh jane!!

gairecailin April 5 2006, 14:46:58 UTC

you know what, just shut up. I actually like my house, and you obviously missed the point of the entry. I dont need you to make condescending comments laced with sympathy that isn't needed. And you also need to understand that there are millions of people in the world who have chosen not to live like you. So you better get used to it.

anonymous April 5 2006, 11:12:27 UTC

I am going to send a TLC or HGTV show to your house, like Clean Sweep. Or I'll just send a team of 20 Mexican cleaning ladies.

frosty April 5 2006, 11:12:49 UTC

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juuudddyyy April 5 2006, 13:24:27 UTC

our homes could be twins. sadly. sup squalor! have you read augusten burrough's book running with scissors? if you get a chance i'd imagine you might find some of it rather close to home.. rubble heap.. whatever

gairecailin April 5 2006, 14:48:23 UTC

yeah actually I did read his book, and you're very right! You know whats funny, is that a ton of my friends in the neighborhood who have brownstones, well their houses are in very similar conditions. Its something about old houses with lots of room.

jethrablack April 5 2006, 23:37:06 UTC

awww this makes me miss our sleep overs SOOOOOOOO much !!!!!!

i loved this post!

xoxoxoxo

subsequentlyshe April 7 2006, 18:32:46 UTC

I loved it too! And it reminds me of when I had a single dad and we were three wild barefoot kids who slept in our clothes and ate cereal for dinner, lined the stairs with mattresses to do somersaults down. A neighbor lady told me "You kids are the neighborhood eyesores." Gee thanks, lady!

Thanks for posting it. Plus my boyfriend's from a Brooklyn brownstone and he will love it.

gairecailin April 8 2006, 17:29:51 UTC

Thank you! How did you find this journal? And we did the same thing with the mattresses. Other parents would get upset because their kids would come over to our house and "sled" down the stairs on cardboard boxes, nearly breaking their necks.

subsequentlyshe April 11 2006, 18:48:15 UTC

I found it through jjjuuuuddddyyy's entry, which paid homage to yours. She says she lives in a neighborhood where one of the neighbors showed up in parts in a suitcase. My scene wasn't that bad, LOL. Yeah, I miss those days of mattresses on the stairs sometimes. We also used to pour soapy water all over the kitchen floor and skate on it, and then later the dried up sticky soap would attract dirt. We used to dare each other to climb down the side of the house from the third floor, when there was not a whole lot to hang onto. Ah, the old days! I wish I had pics.