The 70's Called...They Want Their Linoleum Back

So here I sit, very hot, very tired, my head is pounding and I'm trying to think of what to write in this post so I can hit the shower, hit the sack, hit it and then fall asleep.
I was scanning my apartment thinking "okay Ali, it doesn't have to be particularly enthralling, just some retarted-ass thing that makes you laugh..." when all of a sudden my eyes fell upon the hideous floor of my galley kitchen.
As you can see, it is a grotesque combo of brown, beige and taupe swirls, flowers and triangles. I'm sure back in the day that it was hip and modern, however now it is simply uncool.
As much as I hate it though, it's still in awesome shape - not so much as a crack or a tear - and it goes great with our baby shit coloured fridge and stove (which, by the way, are also in awesome shape considering they were first around when people sported 'fros in porn).
So yeah, that's my gross kitchen floor - hope you all enjoyed this brief foray into the land of Ali.