I really do love my apartment. And after the clutter-filled mess pre-fire, I'm learning to let go of stuff more easily, and also not purchase so much. I already have too many DVD's that I've only watched once, y'know?
And the best part? I'm guessing the hallway leading to your swingin' batchelorette pad doesn't smell like a horrid ambergris from hell-that evil vomit mixed with powder fresh room deoderant stench. Over 15 years later, I still cringe at the thought of that smell.
OMG. That Farrington apartment and the Bryan "Carpet Fresh" Wood staircase.
Dude. That whole apartment was a bacterial cesspool. I'm convinced that the reason I don't get sick now is because I was overexposed to all those...substances, but drank enough alcohol to weaken and kill whatever I came in contact with.
But, hey, at least no one FELL OUT OF MY HOUSE. Good times, good times.
Well played, madam. Yes, this is true, no one fell out of *your* apartment-YOUR roommate fell out of MY apt window instead. My apt took the fall for her fall LOL.
Yeah, the Farrington Manse was like living in a petri dish-you must have immune system of an 90 year old farmer, having encountered every pathenogen known (and unknown) to man. No wonder that you're a Hazmat volunteer!
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mine too! well, now I have more space but in my one bedroom this is how it was.
being comfy is key. and being at home. sounds like you are :)
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I gain an extra 150 sqft if I include the patio.
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Dude. That whole apartment was a bacterial cesspool. I'm convinced that the reason I don't get sick now is because I was overexposed to all those...substances, but drank enough alcohol to weaken and kill whatever I came in contact with.
But, hey, at least no one FELL OUT OF MY HOUSE. Good times, good times.
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Yeah, the Farrington Manse was like living in a petri dish-you must have immune system of an 90 year old farmer, having encountered every pathenogen known (and unknown) to man. No wonder that you're a Hazmat volunteer!
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