I'm Feeling Lazy....

So I'm not sewing tonight. Even though I probably should be. I've gotten down to the pile of "needs a zipper" and "needs a hem".... I don't feel like pinning hems right now. It's boring work.

Instead I'm cruising around on the Internet looking at various places to live in Little Hipster Town. Now, it's been, oh, I don't know, just over seven years since I left LHT. It's cute, it's quaint, it's got loads of boys and girls waiting tables and waiting for their next big break as Rock Royalty to show up. And some of the people in my life that I love very dearly I met in LHT. A few of them still live near it. Most have moved on to other parts of the world.

So... anyway.. looking at places to live around there and trying to figure out how my old shit hole apartments are renting for now... And I found this.

I was in 103C. When I lived there a well known band lived below me and next to me and some creepy pervert lived in one unit downstairs. We never really saw him more then twice, but he had a camera trained on the front entrance, which we knew because we could see the glow the red lens in the window at night. I had some good times in that apartment, and a lot of house mates. In nine months I had no fewer then four different people living there. Many of them at the same time. Logic being, the couch sleeps two (it was huge) and there are two bedrooms.
Eventually the already crumbling building's plumbing info structure went the way of the dodo and we had to move on. I moved to a double wide in Small Hick Town for a little while and the rest of the folks scattered.

I always wondered what happened to the place, because the landlord told me it would be condemned when we moved out. And here it is, for $199,000.00. OUCH! 820 square feet for that? Eef..

I found these. When I lived in them, they had wood paneled walls and shag carpeting. Oh, and glitter tile on the ceilings. Ick. Oh and Roach population that was so bad they toted off your food if you weren't watching. Charming, I know.


I should really hem something or do something productive. This is after all, one of two nights I have free.