Why Europe Rocks: Reason #29
STICKERS. STICKERS?
My rockin landlord Mr Divis is loaning me a little refrigerator, and when I moved it out of the corner (to make space for the couch! In my kitchen!) I discovered a whole new world...Ferda the Ant and all his friends, and a big dog.
I don't know if Ferda's expression is sweet or mischievious, but I'm glad he doesn't watch ME sleep.
I really don't know what to say. This is not an isloated event. The dresser I used at my first camp ever here was liberally adorned with 90210 stickers (Andrea! Steve!) and I believe an old MJ Thriller sticker. The Pospisils have Schrek on their bathroom door, and my friend Pavla used to have a riske "lambada" sticker on her fridge. I'm not anti-sticker, but I was going to soft scrub them out of existence until the Staz gang discovered them. The joyful cries of "Oooo! Ferda!" made me reconsider, as did the fact that Marta realised that my fridge used to belong to her family and that SHE put the stickers there when she was little. So, the ant and his friends are here for good, until I wake up to little black eyes staring at me.
facebook pics of the apt and stuff: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=61207&l=70ec9&id=867570384
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