now i am fond of this deck, but maybe that's because i literally did help build it from wood as a small child. this glass-top octagon table, however, is the pinnacle of "bad conversation magnet" and should be quarantined as a social hazard. anyway check out the window situation?
hot tub jumpscare / for the longest time i had the misconception that everybody knew about these specific deeply uncomfortable green chairs - referred to them as "those green chairs, you know the ones, the ones that suck". my experiences are not universal / i used to think that all screen porches that looked better than this were "fancy"
there's only one more part of this house to talk about. if you're this far in this thread, let's just take a moment to breathe. relax. just, sort of live and let live, right. it's coke-fueled 70s architecture mixed with a half-assed refurbishing job done by a soviet family of primarily engineers and serial abusers. like, a lot of this design is egregious. but it's fine. i promised, right?
Oh, it's just the normal garage.
Hold on. Something's not adding up, is it? Did we miss a spot? Isn't this a two-car carhouse? What's with that door? If it leads back in, it's on the wrong side.
Wait... there's a dogshit spackling job... it's totally unfinished... weird exposed bracing... Oh, no.
Anyway, thanks for joining me on my tour of my childhood home! I hope this has been okay.
Oh, right. These people are New Yorkers. / this curtain is a punchline to the very first joke spoken by man / dishwasher but no cooking appliances / Resupply Cabinet from TF2 / the kind of desk you find in a war bunker / floor-level wall-mounted AC unit / the realtor didn't take a picture of the back wall for the same reason nobody has made an epub of the necronomicon