Friday, May 4, 2007
cohabitation
 So within the space of about 24 hours I have gone from being a blissfully unemployed, blithely unconcerned lady of leisure to someone who might actually be moving out of home in the very near future. The dream of a warehouse has been circulating, a place where we can dance and sleep and play copious amounts of Toejam&Earl without all the staid and fusty connotations of a 'proper' abode. Well, this ain't a warehouse, but it's an old converted office complete with cubicle toilets and when you step out the door you practically fall into Hindley Street. It's zoned for commercial so we can make as much noise as we want, and it has an enormous linoleum floor which is perfect for impromptu dancing. Also, an honest-to-goodness fire escape staircase up the side which is going to let us climb onto the roof six floors up. Please please please by all the gods and their little godlings, let us get this place! Our application goes in tomoz. |
posted by Enken at 8:23 AM
