My new and not so crappy crap shack
August 30th was a day I'll never forget. It was the day that I feverishly packed up the last of the annoyingly small things I wanted to take from my Crap Shack and moved them over to my new apartment, which I can't really even call a Crap Shack. Maybe it can keep the name, but lose the capitalization. crap shack. Okay, that works.
Anyway, I could take some parting shots at my old apartment, perhaps by mentioning how they kind of (totally) fleeced me on the damage deposit by making deductions that they didn't tell me about...which I'm pretty sure is illegal, but I won't do that. I'll be the bigger person. If, however, I were the smaller person (no offense to any midgets who may read this), I could post a pictoral tribute to the 13 floors of dank smells, cigarette butts,
graffiti
and collection of white trash that was ever-so-slowly transported throughout the building by the worst performing and simultaneously dirtiest elevator known to man/womankind
and give thanks to any possible higher power that may be out there that I've left the Crap Shack and convenience of living downtown behind me for an apartment that will probably be nicer than anything I'll ever live in again. I'm almost certain that the preceeding was an attrociously long run-on sentence. Hopefully the pictures kept you from noticing that.
With all of my posturing out of the way, behold: the new and partially furnished crap shack!
I've got what I think is a ridiculously hot idea on how I'm going to display my shoes. I just need to get some regular work before I can carry the plan out. I'll share the development with you guys as soon as possible.
Seacrest out.
posted by Chris O @ 11:59 AM
8 Comments:
I bet you it's the cupboard door that made them withold your deposit. Bastards!
Also, your last picture made me miss my shoes. I was only able to bring 7 pairs.
I couldn't even begin to think of what I'd do if I could only take seven pairs with me on a move. I'll have a U-Haul rented specifically for bringing all of my shoes with me whenever it is that I leave Edmonton.
I just send Adam (and you) a copy of our latest Everyday Osama.
(It's fucking 3:30am now and the punks outside are playing fuckin' Sandstorm.)
People still play "Sandstorm"? That's awesome. Also, "Blue."
Don't they play Sandstorm during hockey games? Specifically, during shootouts.
Yes, they play the lead up bit during the shoot out up until the player touches the puck, and then they play the main bit after the shot is taken.
Also, why are there two TVs there next to each other?
I thought you of all people, Dan, would assume why I have two TV's next to each other. The black TV is the one I use for videogames. The silver-coloured TV is for program watching. I live a good life.
The black one also seems to act as the pedestal to his sneaker shrine.
Good stuff.
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