First things first.
I'm going fishing again. That means I've got a butt-load of stuff to un-load before I leave on Thursday. I'll be home in September or whatever, for a bit.
The following must go:
Table and Chairs. 2 matching chairs, two mismatched chairs. The sides fold up to make it rectangular/round. I paid $150. Make an offer. I'll take what I can get. If you really want it, just pick it up.
I've got some floor lamps, an end table, some plants that Sebastian liked to eat, and assorted kitchen stuff, like pots, pans, and whatever. This is the "I've got some assorted junk you might want, so ask me what I have" photo.
IKEA Chair and thinger. Normally these things come apart, this one however is held together with skateboard bushings. It's still comfy, I'd keep it if I weren't moving to T.O. It has quite a bit of cat hair on it, but with enough notice, I'd be happy to give it a wash. Make an offer, or tell me you'll pick it up.
T.V with no remote. I paid Roggler $150 for it a few years ago. That means it's yours for whatever you'll give me. The bar cart thing is kind of neat, it has a serving tray, I got it during my antiquing phase. I paid something for it. I can't keep it. Same as everything else, offer, or just pick it up.
The remnants of my cd collection. I counted 60, there's definitely loads more around the apartment. Tried to sell them. Included are some TIME photo specials, 411 34 and Mike V's Stand Strong. Give me money, or just take them.
This book shelf was a really solid back alley find. It lacks in vertical compliance, meaning that it likes to lean, but I never really gave it a proper tightening. Free if you pick it up, $5 will get you some books that you'll never read.
Desk and Chair. Basically same deal. I would take a bit of bread for them, but if you want them bad enough to pick them up, they're yours. Yes, I will throw in the 50's Princess Phone.
Call me @ 452 4057 until Thursday. Email me @ jamievro@gmail.com .. After the 22nd Call Bramwell if you're desperate for the stuff. Please pass the word around that I've got some junk, that is, tell your poor ass friends that I'm giving stuff away, post it on facebook, tehspace, whatever.
Well, on with the show, Going on with the show, Come on baby, No, no, no.....
Winter happened. It was cold, it snowed. I stayed inside a lot.
I went to Toronto to see Elaine.
This is Snoppy, Sebastian's new buddy.
Bramwell showed up looking like this:
It was a bit cold to go get curly fries.
A few weeks later I made the ill-advised to ride to Portage while there was still snow.
Poplar Point is a god-send when you can only pedal 500m at a time because you're so damned cold and can't maintain a heightened heart rate.
I'm surprised that my mother wasn't more worried.
Manitoba Museum.
Please, buy my shit.
I'm going fishing again. That means I've got a butt-load of stuff to un-load before I leave on Thursday. I'll be home in September or whatever, for a bit.
The following must go:
Table and Chairs. 2 matching chairs, two mismatched chairs. The sides fold up to make it rectangular/round. I paid $150. Make an offer. I'll take what I can get. If you really want it, just pick it up.
I've got some floor lamps, an end table, some plants that Sebastian liked to eat, and assorted kitchen stuff, like pots, pans, and whatever. This is the "I've got some assorted junk you might want, so ask me what I have" photo.
IKEA Chair and thinger. Normally these things come apart, this one however is held together with skateboard bushings. It's still comfy, I'd keep it if I weren't moving to T.O. It has quite a bit of cat hair on it, but with enough notice, I'd be happy to give it a wash. Make an offer, or tell me you'll pick it up.
T.V with no remote. I paid Roggler $150 for it a few years ago. That means it's yours for whatever you'll give me. The bar cart thing is kind of neat, it has a serving tray, I got it during my antiquing phase. I paid something for it. I can't keep it. Same as everything else, offer, or just pick it up.
The remnants of my cd collection. I counted 60, there's definitely loads more around the apartment. Tried to sell them. Included are some TIME photo specials, 411 34 and Mike V's Stand Strong. Give me money, or just take them.
This book shelf was a really solid back alley find. It lacks in vertical compliance, meaning that it likes to lean, but I never really gave it a proper tightening. Free if you pick it up, $5 will get you some books that you'll never read.
Desk and Chair. Basically same deal. I would take a bit of bread for them, but if you want them bad enough to pick them up, they're yours. Yes, I will throw in the 50's Princess Phone.
Call me @ 452 4057 until Thursday. Email me @ jamievro@gmail.com .. After the 22nd Call Bramwell if you're desperate for the stuff. Please pass the word around that I've got some junk, that is, tell your poor ass friends that I'm giving stuff away, post it on facebook, tehspace, whatever.
Well, on with the show, Going on with the show, Come on baby, No, no, no.....
Winter happened. It was cold, it snowed. I stayed inside a lot.
I went to Toronto to see Elaine.
This is Snoppy, Sebastian's new buddy.
Bramwell showed up looking like this:
It was a bit cold to go get curly fries.
A few weeks later I made the ill-advised to ride to Portage while there was still snow.
Poplar Point is a god-send when you can only pedal 500m at a time because you're so damned cold and can't maintain a heightened heart rate.
I'm surprised that my mother wasn't more worried.
Manitoba Museum.
Please, buy my shit.
posted by Miserable Lies at 6:06 PM
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