I took a shot of myself with PhotoBooth in between sessions of feverous (and somewhat panicked) packing. Although I'm not really sad to leave my little hovel, it did make me nostalgic for one hot minute. It is my little hovel. So in honor of my first one bedroom apartment, here's a list of things I will miss about ole Ashland Pl in Brooklyn:
* Bitch Troll neighbor upstairs who always leaves "helpful" notes * Bitch Troll neighbor upstairs throwing away my lawn chair * Copious ceiling water damage * Duct-taped together cabinetry * Kids who egg my apartment building * Crazy ladies who spit at me * Mutant roaches the size of small dogs * Broken... door bells, window grates, dryers, etc * Creepy bodega guys who ask me out (although they will probably be replaced by brand new creepy bodega guys) * Electricity and/or heat in common areas spontaneously being shut off * Landlord who cashes rent checks months after payment
Okay maybe not... I will however miss a) the rent and b) the puppies upstairs. Carroll Gardens/Boerum Hill, here we come!
