DANGER: FATAL DOSES OF ILLNESS!...of the hip-hop variety

DANGER: FATAL DOSES OF ILLNESS!...the hip-hop variety

We had a rap-off after work today. It was three white guys--myself included--taking the day to write rhymes so they can spit 'em out at the end of the day. We viewed it as a contest at first, but we decided that you can't judge art. (Well maybe you can...fascist...) After dinner I'll post a full transcript of my lyrics. Phat beats not included.

Also, here are the apartment pictures as promised! (Ill beatbox drum roll, please...)


Here's the building itself. Charming without being effete, no? I feel homey (yet rugged) just looking at it.


Our apartment's front door. Surely you've seen one before but rarely as majestic!


Do not be alarmed. We're just seeing the same front door from the interior of the apartment. You can see a bit of the living room/dining room in this one.


Here's our dining room all up in your grill.


Our massive kitchen with chic 70's blue counters.


A hallway.


The only bathroom in the Greater Los Angeles area with a fan in the bathroom.

And the moment you've all been waiting for... A moment so momentous we couldn't contain it in a single photographic image... The bedroom!


The Westside.


East Coast.

And there's the new digs. We start moving in little stuff this weekend, and officially move in the big dogs the following weekend. Huzzah!

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