new digs

Surprising things I found in my new apartment:

1. A wall of disintegrating paint... some superfungus seems to be living under the paint, slowly turning its middle layers to dust. Oh, this is in my room. (Not in my bedchamber- the room that is the size of my bed. In the adjoining hallway-esque place for the desk and wardrobe. Yes, I have a bedchamber AND a wardrobe. Jealous, Emily?)

2. A fridge full of food that went bad. Some person (probably the same one that likes things like "dark soy protein shake") has a penchant for leaving one inch of liquid in every bottle and then forgetting about them. V-8, milk, organic wheatgrass drink, matzah ball soup, alcoholic punch, etc. etc. Last night would have been a lot more pleasant if that person had a penchant for something else. Say, cleaning fridges.

3. 400-- no, make that 600!-- lubricated condoms. All unopened. Someone is both wildly optimistic and highly unsatisfied.