An open log type thing!
People have been coming in and out of Mark's apartment lately, so I figured I'd make an open log where people can hang out and do whatever. It can stay up until infinity. So come over, hang out, whatevs. Just try not to trash the place. Mark should be around a fair bit to hang out with you, though I'm going away this weekend. We'll see, eh?
We live in an industrial loft on the corner of 11th street and Avenue B, the top floor of what was once a music publishing factory. Old rock 'n' roll posters hang on the walls. They have Roger's [Mark's roommate who is never actually at the apartment] picture advertising gigs at CBGB's and the Pyramid Club. We have an illegal wood burning stove; its exhaust pipe crawls up to a skylight. All of our electrical appliances are plugged into one thick extension cord which snakes its way out a window. And it's extremely hot, because they have no heat or air conditioning.
COME ON IN!
We live in an industrial loft on the corner of 11th street and Avenue B, the top floor of what was once a music publishing factory. Old rock 'n' roll posters hang on the walls. They have Roger's [Mark's roommate who is never actually at the apartment] picture advertising gigs at CBGB's and the Pyramid Club. We have an illegal wood burning stove; its exhaust pipe crawls up to a skylight. All of our electrical appliances are plugged into one thick extension cord which snakes its way out a window. And it's extremely hot, because they have no heat or air conditioning.
COME ON IN!