Ever since the thunder woke, and continued to wake me up last night, I've felt like this video. A series of fast and slow motion movements in shades of gray--and not really 100% sure of any of it. How depressing is that?!
In other news: This guy moved out of our building (thank God, I always swore he was on steroids) and I went in today to make sure the cleaners/painters had been by... So I don't know HOW I missed this when I went in before but APPARENTLY this DUDE thought it would be a great idea to write grocery lists, in Sparpie, DIRECTLY ON HIS FRIDGE. I should have taken a picture of his grocery list before I miraculously managed to clean it, but it included (among other things): neosporin, toilet paper, water, and progesterone. Yes, I found that interesting as well. I also found a small vial on the floor containing a holistic medication for helping to heal surgical wounds.
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I'd PAY YOU to let me in there and photograph the place. What a weirdo!
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