Monday, 13 August 2007

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  PHOEBE HATES POTTERY BARN??

  average_female, America's favorite Xangan, made a comment the other day implying that she was shocked that I shopped at Pottery Barn.  When I asked her about it, she said that she expected something "more eccentric" from a guy like me.  I didn't know what that meant, but I was kind of flattered.  It's nice to know that people think that I am cooler than what I actually am.
  
  For the sake of nonsense, and because I rarely post pictures about anything other than Kate Beckinsale or Michelle Branch, here are a few pictures of my apartment in Burbank.  I've been living here for about 18 months and it's still a little bare, but I try my best.  I don't know how to use my camera, so please forgive me if the pictures are out of focus.
  
  

  This is my living room.  People tell me that it's very brown.  How the hell should I know?  I'm colorblind.

   

  

  A view of my living room looking into the kitchen.  The plant on the left next to the lamp is named Sabrina. 

   

  

  A closer look at my coffee table.  It's an apothecary table from Pottery Barn, though not the same one from the famous Friends episode.  I keep various magazines on it.  I don't read them; they're for my guests.

   

  

  My television and CD towers.  The ledge above the television holds some of my old paperbacks.  They're great for decorative purposes.

   

  

  My entertainment stand.  I didn't buy this from Pottery Barn, but I bought it from Target.  This came disassembled in a 1-inch thick box.  This motherfucker weighed a ton and I almost broke my back putting it together.  The fact that the drawer doesn't slide all the way in is a testament to my assembling skills.  Other than my DVD player and cable box, this stand also holds a plant and a plate of potpourri. 

   

  

  This cabinet was supposed to be filled with fine art and pictures, but I don't have any of that so I stuffed books in it.

   

  

  A view of the hallway leading to the entryway and front door (not pictured).  The door on the right is the laundry room, and the doors on the left are to my bedroom and bathroom.

   

  

  A closer look at the entryway.  The front door is to the right (not pictured).  I sit on that bench every morning to put on my shoes.  The lone jacket on the coat rack is there for decorative purposes only; it's been there for 9 months.  The key above the coat rack is the key to the city of Cerritos.  Straight ahead is a map of the old world.

   

  

  An ancient mask from Kenya flanked by two candles.

   

  

  The caption to the picture reads "Happiness is an Illusion".  AWESOME.

   

  

  This is an artisitc rendition of a structure found inside our eyeballs.

   

  

  Every Filipino is compelled to have this up somewhere in their home, and I don't know why.  I am no exception.  I don't understand my instincts.

   

  

  These are the receipts from the tuition I paid to various universities and colleges.  I keep these in the upstairs loft.

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