well f you very much.

I hurt from the screws in my ankle to the tip of my mohawk. Okay hair can't hurt really... but the it still hurts to the top of my head. I'm tired, and plain worn out but it's starting to feel like home. I had moved to a warehouse large type space and all that brought me was water damage with its constant flooding so a few days ago I moved and began staying in my tetris box game of my life. To move furniture must remove content with in, move to new smalllll space and then try to slowly maneuver through everything stashing, hiding, piling some things while searching and moving things to a proper place. I also realized after buying groceries and becoming rather hungry after my 3rd day of unpacking.... I did not remember to get a can opener. So much for those dinner plans, toast it was.

This place it cute, and while right now it resembles an obstacle coarse, it's slowly coming together. I rushed home from work yesterday so I could one, find parking and two, have a few hours I could bang nails into the wall with out feeling too guilty of being an annoying neighbor. I also put together my super noisy wire shelving that I have reconfigured into a desk/work/art station. At 8:20, after hanging two fake dear heads, one giant mirror, some medium mirrors and whole bunch of smaller art items it feels like my apartment is coming out of hiding. It's starting to feel like my little house in Kansas City that I miss so much... instead it's a second floor apartment off of hooker depot... I mean Colfax but I'm close to parks, and plenty of entertainment/eating/drinking establishments, and the bike storage on first floor an added bonus. It is the tinniest kitchen... which isn't a bother to this "I have no idea how to feed myself" bachelor. Which left the 'dining area' a perfect place to set up a small studio. That connects to the living area but I have divided that with a dressing screen so I can hide my creative messes. The living area has just enough room for my awesome art deco chairs, my bar and an awkwardly placed convertable sofa... not sure what to do with the trunk I wanted to use for a table... pretty sure all it's going to do in there is trip me. But the walls, the walls are tall, and are soaking up all my art/decoration pieces... that is probably half the tetris puzzle alone. These tall amazing walls, painted a creamy off white color are the perfect back drop and completely fade away as my morbid art and curious collections go up on the walls, and that makes it feel like home.