So after checking in to my apartment complex and getting all of my information for the apartment I would be living in, I found my apartment in the back corner of the apartment complex by the maintenance shed. I found out that my apartment was 104 meaning it was on the bottom floor of the complex. As I wanted down the stairs into my dungeon that would soon be my home, I noticed that there were a bunch of leaves in the stair way, a long with a half a dozen fliers for activates on the ground. On each door there is a clip that people can leave messages for the people in the apartments; on the clip on my door I saw the rest of the dozen fliers. I remember seeing on of the flier that was clipped on to the door for an activity back in October 2006. The door to the apartment was lock, so I thought that the apartment must have been empty for the last semester. Well anyone who knows me knows this was not the case, and when I opened the door I found this was not the case.
On opening the door the first thing I saw was a coffee table in front of a love seat and a sofa. On the table was three dirty forks along with a few other things that where one that clean. There was no plate or anything else, just the forks. The truly surprising thing was the next thing I saw in the room, an iron on an ironing board. That seemed kind of random. The next thing that hit me was the smell. Now it wasn’t an over powering smell, but it was that not so clean smell. Anyone who has been in a guy’s apartment on a mission knows this smell. At this moment I knew that I was not a lone. :)
All and all the apartment is fine and my roommates are great. Between the position our apartment faces, the growth out side, and being on the bottom floor we don’t get to much sun light. Between those factors and the blank walls, it helps to create the dark dungeon/abyss feeling. Well I think this is getting pretty long so I am going to wrap it up. I plan on updating this every other day or so. Thanks for reading, and hope you enjoyed the reading. If you have any comments, let me know.
2 comments:
Welcome to the wonderful world of blogging, Brad!
Your Provo apartment reminds me of my second apartment in Ogden. It was a basement apartment that never got any sunlight or cell phone reception. It certainly felt like a dungeon, but a homey-dungeon nonetheless.
Good luck exploring your great abyss!
Nothing can get worse then Bryant and Renna's apartment up in Gillette. (My bro and sis-in-law) I lived with them for about 4 months. my room was about...5 ft x 10 feet square. Cinder block on one wall, and the other two walls were paper thin. In fact, you could see light seep in from the living room and bry's room. I didn't have a window. Count your blessings.
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