monkey mind

i am exhausted and really really tight from too much time in the suv-ette, but i wanted to post a snapshot of my corner in college corner. to unwind and settle in, i tried to keep up with shiva rea, but the chattering monkey distracted me.

my unit is on the second floor. i enter under the white metal light fixture, go through mel's "canine learning institute", climb a flight of stair that vaguely resemble the ones greg brady alighted to go to his attic bedroom and there i am in 2600 square feet of home. (not a typo: 2, 600 square feet.). the other ground floor retail is a convenience store with two pool tables and an air hockey table, pots "fancy" coffee, gallons of ice cream, coolers of coolers and beer, and toiletries lined up like little soldiers.

i am so excited. it's going to be like "in america" (except with ac and i am a citizen) and "unfaithful" (in paul's apartment except, i hope, without the murder) and another film by adrian misogynist lyne, "fatal attraction" (except with a wider color palette and no sink sex and suicide attempts).