Sunday, January 23, 2011

The Apartment


So, I'm in Davis California and have been set up in a very BYU-I like apartment, we even have our very own chastity door. But the one thing that I believe that I can complain a little bit about is the shower. I don't know why the people building this complex thought that the only people living here would be five three inches tall, but they did. Perhaps back in the late 70's or early 80's people didn't grow as tall, who knows? All I know is that every time that I want to wash my hair I feel like I'm practicing for the limbo. If I turn on the water and stand at the back of the shower it hits me in the stomach. But I guess I should be try and be thank-full for it. I can take a shower and not wash my hair without even trying, so that's a plus, I think, I guess, ok...