there's something good about small apartments. i really love having a house, but our old apartment is missed. all the newlywed memories, the old scary futon, the mexican blankets for curtains.... cramming around the small tv with friends to watch star trek or football or whatever it was.
of course we have plenty of friends who still live in apartments. i love our friends kat & darrin's apartment. it's the traditional next-door-to-campus tiny box that is always warm and keeps christmas lights up all year. we gather around a broken coffee table with two cats and a dog underfoot and play triaminoes or scrabble and eat ritz crackers with 3-buck chuck (that's trader joes red wine). i always feel welcome and comfortable - even if the stereo is playing three doors down or whatever rock album from five years ago that's turned up a little too hard. the arnold schwarzenegger poster on one wall and the cutesy flowers on the other - i don't know why i love it so much, but i do.
it's like in an apartment, the space is small, but you're a growing person, so your stuff is just out there to see. your elliptical holding up your laundry, your snowboard, your DVD collection that's falling off the top of the TV, your soda cans.
these are the places that can't be beat: your friend's chic one bedroom that doesn't have a dining room table to eat at but has a futon and a Wii, not to mention an exceptional bookcase or two, so it doesn't need the table taking up space - in fact i would recommend, more books.
when we were in oklahoma we stayed in this giant house and it was SO HUGE. i couldn't believe how spread out everything felt. there was hardly anything personal. everyone had too much space it seemed like. i think if i had to choose, it'd be the apartment hands down.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
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