Saturday, December 5, 2009


I is BACK. Mwahahaha!

I just got an email from the Gingerbread Man, an old (both physically, and how long we've known each other, but mostly physically. heh heh) friend of mine, in which the G.M. says:
Icarus needs to stop his woe is me was his own fault he flew too close to the sun. He was like Curious George, but with wings. Curiosity killed the cat, yadda yadda yadda… he flew too close to the sun, got burned, died, now he was to live with it. Stupid Icarus.
Touche. I'm very excited about the Curious George reference, as well, because I LOVE CURIOUS GEORGE.

There are many things I could teach Curious George about how not to live life from the dorm, but here's just one lesson: George, food goes in the fridge, not the windowsill!

Unless you don't have a fridge. Then you can be creative. It stays at the cool temperature of 32, 33 Fahrenheit!

You can also see my plastic tablecloth-curtains and the "view" aka "reason why I usually keep the shades closed."



P said...

Ahahha YES, i know those windows, and i know those buildings haha. Without seeing any other pictures i can picture your apartment in my mind. Also i miss eastern European juices like the one on the right.

Andrew said...

dude. juice-in-a-cardboard-container is as classic as Deathcab's champagne in a paper cup. OM NOM NOM NOM.