Compare and contrast the two flatmate's approach to their house:
Bluedevi says... The back garden is covered in autumn leaves, curly and golden yellow. This morning I woke up early to rain and more leaves pelting down on my window. It was glorious to fall back asleep, cosy, indoors.
Kauket says.... Yesterday when searching for law books I noticed the back garden looked trashed, covered in leaves, ought to clean it up and move the chairs out the way. This morning woke up at 7:30 to hear it was still raining. Rain that had woke me up at 3am. Mutter mutter.
Bluedevi says.... Outside the study-room window are more fabulously coloured trees. Yesterday morning there was thick fog, with yet more trees appearing mysteriously out of it as I came down the Archway Road.
Kauket says.... Fog makes it a bitch to drive around the crowded streets of 'Highgate.' Still the colour of the leaves are quite pretty. Why is my car making a grinding noise?
Bluedevi says.... This time last year was grindingly awful. I worked in a noisome basement, never seeing daylight, and came home to a draughty box in an ugly part of town. This year I'm actually enjoying it. It's the trees that make all the difference. Remind me of this when I whine about the cost of my flat.
Kauket says.... This time last year I was less than a week away from leaving the country. This year I wish I was again. I'll still whine about the cost of my flat, combined with how I wish I was in New Orleans.
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Date: 2003-11-12 12:32 pm (UTC)Bluedevi says...
The back garden is covered in autumn leaves, curly and golden yellow. This morning I woke up early to rain and more leaves pelting down on my window. It was glorious to fall back asleep, cosy, indoors.
Kauket says....
Yesterday when searching for law books I noticed the back garden looked trashed, covered in leaves, ought to clean it up and move the chairs out the way. This morning woke up at 7:30 to hear it was still raining. Rain that had woke me up at 3am. Mutter mutter.
Bluedevi says....
Outside the study-room window are more fabulously coloured trees. Yesterday morning there was thick fog, with yet more trees appearing mysteriously out of it as I came down the Archway Road.
Kauket says....
Fog makes it a bitch to drive around the crowded streets of 'Highgate.' Still the colour of the leaves are quite pretty. Why is my car making a grinding noise?
Bluedevi says....
This time last year was grindingly awful. I worked in a noisome basement, never seeing daylight, and came home to a draughty box in an ugly part of town. This year I'm actually enjoying it. It's the trees that make all the difference. Remind me of this when I whine about the cost of my flat.
Kauket says....
This time last year I was less than a week away from leaving the country. This year I wish I was again. I'll still whine about the cost of my flat, combined with how I wish I was in New Orleans.