I used to live here. It looked better then. Well, mostly.

My air conditioner!

This was my room. My bed was where all the plants are. I once nearly electrocuted myself on a lamp while standing right there.

My room came with a full-sized refrigerator; I felt like I had hit the jackpot. I am given to understand this is now known as 'The Garden Room.' No, no one goes inside. Ever. I nudged the door with my toe and only put my forearm into the room.

The door on the right goes to the other room in the suite; Aaron lived there, as did Cynthia, at different times. Cynthia used to stare at me until I woke up, then roll over in her bed and pretend to be asleep.

The Annex is slated to be torn down this summer. The undergrads gave it a fresh coat of whitewash and people have been writing "annexdotes" on it in marker. The blob of dark red on the right is one I wrote about the showers.

What's kind of crazy is that from the front, at ground level, it doesn't look too bad. It's always kind of looked like a water-logged corpse, so no big diff.