I am sitting here in the kitchen of the fullhouse house for one of the last times ever. I keep trying to get myself to blog my final fullhouse post, "the de-evolution of the fullhouse house" but I just can't seem to do it. There is just too much to talk about. So much has happened in this little house in the nearly two years that I've lived here. The only thing I think I can say is, thank you. Thanks for helping make this house a home. Thanks for making Oakland feel like the realest place I could ever live. Thanks for sharing all of these ridiculous memories with me. From the shows, to Taco Tuesdays, to birthday dance parties, to all of the nights spent barging through the door at 4am to bags of drugs and scrounging for beers-- I wouldn't trade any of these experiences for the world. I love this house and all that it has brought to me. I am leaving Oakland for 5 weeks, and while I know I am going to have the most amazing time and have plenty of crazy stories to share with ya'll when I return, sometimes its hard to leave a place that feels so right even for just a little while. Thank you to everyone for making the Fullhouse House everything it was; it will forever hold a special place in my heart. I can only hope that you all enjoyed it as much as I did. (Unless you're one of the homies that fell off the roof, in which case, I offer my sincerest apologies...)
R.I.P. FULLHOUSE HOUSE
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