I spent the last four days up in Gainesville painting my new house and I learned several interesting things about my new pad and neighborhood.
- It’s a pain to paint a house that has thirteen foot ceilings. My body is sore in places I didn’t know existed. Last time I ever paint a rental. Probably.
- I am only a five minute bike ride from Stuzin and Matherly and Bryan Hall. Even though it is a quick jaunt to school I am guaranteed to arrive at class drenched in sweat.
- It is common practice in Gainesville to leave an old stove sitting on the lawn. In fact it is encouraged.
- Gainesville has a a thriving tranny population. My house sits in the heart of it. Lovely.
- Gainesville is crawling with cops. I must have seen at least thirty cruisers in the four days I was there. Strangely, they leave the trannys alone.
- The previous tenants were numbskulls. It’s okay to put an empty box of cereal up the chimney instead of the trash. It will eventually burn away anyways, right guys?
