Lately I've been feeling like such an adult. I went house-shopping today. Not a whole lot is in my price range, but as I've said before in this journal, paying rent is such a fucking waste of money. I might as well live at home with the parents and buy pot and guitars with it, just like when I was 22.
I looked at a wood and brick marvel built in 1977. Horrible location, and I think the former owner used the home as a whore-house. On the cathedral ceilings of the living-room, he installed Optimus (radio shack) car stereo speakers in random places. The shag carpeting had occasional stains and crunchiness, the giant painting of a gorgeous naked Black woman with an afro (the EXACT same one from The Shining!!) was covering up mysterious crimson splatter marks. Water damage in the plasterwork was abound.
*scratches off the list*
Though I liked to floor plan immensly, and the 70's decor was rather sweet, the repairs to the structure and cosmetics would well run me broke. No thanks.
Oh well. Soon enough.
Then I went to the International Car Show. Lots of sweet new designs. What stood out, you ask? Nothing. I can't afford anything new enough for anything there to have really kept my interest. Except maybe the new Chevy Malibu. Pretty sweet. The goddam Humemrs made me want to puke though. Such atrocities, they are. I fucking hate SUVs -- with a passion.
I love my '89 Dodge minivan! It's a 4-banger! gets me 28 miles to the gallon! It hauls my shit! I could have sex in it, if I wanted to! What more could you ask for in a vehicle??
I looked at a wood and brick marvel built in 1977. Horrible location, and I think the former owner used the home as a whore-house. On the cathedral ceilings of the living-room, he installed Optimus (radio shack) car stereo speakers in random places. The shag carpeting had occasional stains and crunchiness, the giant painting of a gorgeous naked Black woman with an afro (the EXACT same one from The Shining!!) was covering up mysterious crimson splatter marks. Water damage in the plasterwork was abound.
*scratches off the list*
Though I liked to floor plan immensly, and the 70's decor was rather sweet, the repairs to the structure and cosmetics would well run me broke. No thanks.
Oh well. Soon enough.
Then I went to the International Car Show. Lots of sweet new designs. What stood out, you ask? Nothing. I can't afford anything new enough for anything there to have really kept my interest. Except maybe the new Chevy Malibu. Pretty sweet. The goddam Humemrs made me want to puke though. Such atrocities, they are. I fucking hate SUVs -- with a passion.
I love my '89 Dodge minivan! It's a 4-banger! gets me 28 miles to the gallon! It hauls my shit! I could have sex in it, if I wanted to! What more could you ask for in a vehicle??
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I think it's pretty good myself.