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it feels as if Will and i have this giant mansion house to ourselves. after the deck and garage got torn down, we joked about how by the end of the year the whole house is going to be torn down and we're going to be living in the basement.
i've been living here since Sept but i have yet to pay any sort of bill apart from rent.
the city spent six days fixing and painting the front porch.
they guy next door that used to knock on our door in his bathrobe finally sold his house so he doesn't care if there's garbage on our porch anymore.
our landlord got his honeybee man to install a fan in our bathroom that doesn't work after a half hour conversation telling me he wouldn't install a fan in the first place.
i almost set the house on fire because i forgot i had milk on the stove, and we don't have a fire alarm. sarah said that if the fire dep. came it would have been an automatic 10,000 fine to mr.landlord.
rewind
five of us moved into this huge house in sandy hill. they were half strangers to each other, and i was total stranger.
Carolyne lives at her man friends pad, stops in every once in a while to score pot or sleep in between classes. she'll come over for pre-drinks with old time pals but isn't around to clean up. The last time i saw her she came home drunk,hit the bong and and forced keifer sutherland running-into-christmas-tree youtube vids that spiraled into vids of people punching each other on fletch and i.
Nicky works two jobs. the only time she's home is to party or sleep. she leaves the living room and kitchen full of half empty nicotine stained cups. i sometimes have awkward run ins from strange boys leaving the house in the morning, that i suspect are coming from her bedroom.
i used to see Aaron (not to be confused with little boy work Aaron, or drove across the country Aaron) at least once a day. His lady friend came and lived with us for a while. she would cook meals that smelled good, and make his lunch for the next day. She gave me a back rub once and i looked through some of her wedding magazines. they had a funny conversation once where she was telling him about all the different types of lettuces, and how to make salads. i'm pretty sure they both think i'm crazy because of one of my frustrated with stupid people rants. now i suspect Aaron lives at her place.
will and i have a tendency to arrive and leave in opposites.
"it's like we're changing duty" he said.
i never really believed in having favorites. but will is my favourite homey. he'll make me laugh in a matter of seconds within a 30 second conversation.
and now i'm too tired to finish this up. it's just a remorse of a loss of a feeling.
i've been living here since Sept but i have yet to pay any sort of bill apart from rent.
the city spent six days fixing and painting the front porch.
they guy next door that used to knock on our door in his bathrobe finally sold his house so he doesn't care if there's garbage on our porch anymore.
our landlord got his honeybee man to install a fan in our bathroom that doesn't work after a half hour conversation telling me he wouldn't install a fan in the first place.
i almost set the house on fire because i forgot i had milk on the stove, and we don't have a fire alarm. sarah said that if the fire dep. came it would have been an automatic 10,000 fine to mr.landlord.
rewind
five of us moved into this huge house in sandy hill. they were half strangers to each other, and i was total stranger.
Carolyne lives at her man friends pad, stops in every once in a while to score pot or sleep in between classes. she'll come over for pre-drinks with old time pals but isn't around to clean up. The last time i saw her she came home drunk,hit the bong and and forced keifer sutherland running-into-christmas-tree youtube vids that spiraled into vids of people punching each other on fletch and i.
Nicky works two jobs. the only time she's home is to party or sleep. she leaves the living room and kitchen full of half empty nicotine stained cups. i sometimes have awkward run ins from strange boys leaving the house in the morning, that i suspect are coming from her bedroom.
i used to see Aaron (not to be confused with little boy work Aaron, or drove across the country Aaron) at least once a day. His lady friend came and lived with us for a while. she would cook meals that smelled good, and make his lunch for the next day. She gave me a back rub once and i looked through some of her wedding magazines. they had a funny conversation once where she was telling him about all the different types of lettuces, and how to make salads. i'm pretty sure they both think i'm crazy because of one of my frustrated with stupid people rants. now i suspect Aaron lives at her place.
will and i have a tendency to arrive and leave in opposites.
"it's like we're changing duty" he said.
i never really believed in having favorites. but will is my favourite homey. he'll make me laugh in a matter of seconds within a 30 second conversation.
and now i'm too tired to finish this up. it's just a remorse of a loss of a feeling.