go to the happy place
Er, so yesterday I was at my old, empty, almost-no-longer-mine apartment, Lysoling away the nastiness that had accumulated during my one year of residency and generally making it a fit place for my successor. All went well until I tried to remove four 12"x12" squares of mirror glass from the back of the door.
Rrrrip. Acrylic paint. Fuck.
So now there are all these big ugly tears in the paint now, revealing the red metal beneath, in a suspiciously rectangular pattern. I guess I have to repaint the door this weekend. Anyone who knows anything about painting, feel free to send in suggestions.
