I don’t mean to be so judgmental, but:
I see my new neighbourhood isn’t so different from my last. Christmas decorations hung around until March in Quadra Village, too. I’m now less surprised by how three Christmas stores stayed afloat in downtown Victoria for years and surprised by how none are still around.
Is Etsy to blame? I was looking for a quaint incense holder on Etsy and found this:
I found it, and rejected it.
Although, it kind of goes with the primary school architecture project that is my building. There’s a Simpsons episode where the neighbourhood bands together to rebuild the Flanders house: it’s very that.
I took the attic bedroom, which originally came with a skylight, but since then has been boarded up and sandwiched with insulation form. The bathroom fan is inexplicably in the bedroom, ready to suck the moisture out of me as I sleep.
What’s this… a breakfast nook for ants?!
Stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
It’s sort of a part of my bedroom, too. I get my own washroom, which is cool even if I do have to see this cousin fuckery every day:
Half the window is in front of a wall. So, my bedroom is windowless, and I only get half a window in the washroom. Okay.
There are definite upsides: the place is much bigger than my last, and the rent cheaper. The person I have to share the place with has been delightful.
There’s a crawl space we’ve dubbed The John Malkovich Portal.
I’d asked the roommate if he had an equipment to play DVDs and he was able to produce a DVD player from the John Malkovich Portal. Magic. And one of the DVDs I own is Being John Malkovich.
I hung the portrait of John Malkovich this morning, and it probably will stay there forever.
Maybe the place is a bit shabby, but it is also quaint. Like that Etsy toad incense holder.