yikes

I'm bored at work and way too sleepy to read so I'm going to talk/write a lot.


My Valentine's Day turned out to be pretty great. My sister and I went to the Queen Mary Tea Room in the University District. It was even better than I had hoped it would be. Amazing, seriously! I had the strangest but best breakfast ever. A strawberry & brie omelette. So weird, so good. Whoever thought eggs and strawberries could go so wonderfully together? Ashley had french toast which was probably the best I've ever had. They also give you this amazing assortment of fruit which they slice and arrange in such a beautiful way that I had a hard time eating it. Oh and the tea was delicious of course. I'm a huge fan of this place now and I can't wait to go back. Possibly the best part was the bird cage that's built into the entry way. They have two pretty doves.

After that I spent most of the day with Jen. We went to Gasworks to enjoy the sun for a while (it was such a beautiful day), then we went to Ballard, Fremont and Queen Anne. We didn't accomplish anything we set out to do but it was okay. Then I went to the Bellevue Library to visit Peggi and drop off her Valentine's present. I was supposed to go home right after that and work on these 10 illustration I'm supposed to have done today - but I ended up staying there with her for probably almost two hours. We laughed at the weird people who call in (she works the answer line).

I filled my time with people and things that I love. So, it was a good day. At least until I went to bed. I couldn't sleep at all, so I called Macy and she cuddled with me all night. I was probably only asleep for 3 hours and then I had to get up to take my parents to the airport and go to work right afterwards. They are going to Southern California because my dad's vocal band is singing down there. haha.


I start hot yoga today. It's the first time I've ever done it and I'm so nervous! They heat the room to 102 degrees and say you can burn 400-1200 calories in one class. So intense... I'm probably going to pass out or vomit. Or both. I know I'm going to be so proud of myself once I get through it though. My sister and I are going shopping later for the appropriate yoga attire. I don't have anything to work out in because typically I'm pretty lazy when it comes to exercise.

I have an interview at 7:00 tonight for a barista position at a cafe that's opening up. It's supposed to be like the Bauhaus of the east side but we'll see. Hopefully it will be as cool as I've been told it is. I need to get away from Terra Bite asap. I told the owner that I will be gone the last week of March and most of April, but she still wanted to meet me so I feel like that's a good sign somehow. I'm not sure exactly what I mean by that.


Ok. It has taken me 3 hours to write this. I'm giving up!




PS. Seattlites, FYI: There is a Fleet Foxes show tonight at the Vera Project ($7, all ages - which never happens, 7:30PM) . You should go and stand in for me to support them. I wish I could still go to those shows. Although, it's not the shows or the music that I miss. The reasons I went had little to do with the music and more to do with supporting somebody I really cared about. So, go, have fun and support the boys before they get too popular and their shows are impossible to get into.

valentine's day

I have three dates tomorrow. I am one lucky girl.


This has been an extremely strange week so far! Monday I was spoiled more than I think I ever have been. I was treated to lunch, flowers and semi-expensive gifts. Today I had a bizarre run-in with someone from my distant past... I was at Barnes & Noble running an errand when I walked up to the cashier and I realized that I knew her. She didn't recognize me at all (I looked very different when I knew her). When I told her my name, her response was, "Oh. Yeah. You're the girl I named my baby after." She sounded almost angry... All of the girls at the registers turned and stared at me. It was quite possibly one of the most uncomfortable moments in my life. Long story short: I knew this girl when I was 14. We went to church together. She got pregnant, nobody else would speak to her once the word got out except for myself and a couple other girls. My mom founded a crisis pregnancy center in the early 80's and because of that had access to maternity clothes and everything else that an expecting mother could need. So, we were sort of the ones who took her under our wing - which resulted in her naming her baby girl after me. I haven't seen her since then, I don't think. Alyson (her daughter) is 8 years old now. Eight years... Somehow I felt guilty in that awkward moment that I hadn't kept in touch with her. I never would have even thought of it if I hadn't run into her, though. So anyway, I agreed to sit down with her on her lunch break and catch up. I was hoping to hear some great story about how her life had changed drastically after that point. But sadly, not much has... She seems to be making the same mistakes over and over again (more pregnancies, an abortion, drugs, etc).

It just seems like all these strange little events keep occurring. Those aren't the only things, but I don't care to blog about the rest. Besides, one of my dates is at 9:45 tomorrow morning and I need my beauty sleep!



Happy Valentine's Day. I hope you spend it with someone special!

romeo, romeo

I'm going to the Pacific Northwest Ballet tonight to see Romeo et Juliette with my gramma and sister. I'm so excited!


This has been a great day so far.


PS. Even better! Obama won the Washington State caucus!

wow

Just stumbled upon old AIM chats. The things I used to get upset about... So, so, so silly.

happy fashion week

I'm kind of disappointed. My favorite designers haven't done anything I love so far, and the ones I'm usually less impressed by I like a lot more. I'm especially bummed by what Marc Jacobs showed.

I love the colors and prints that DKNY used. I want all of these dresses. It's making me want to go out thrifting and to fabric stores to see if I can find anything similar. All of this collection could easily be worn now and through the Spring too. Soo cute!

DKNY Fall 2008 RTW

sick of being sick

Here's a little sneezing tip: press the bone in-between your two nostrils to
stop a sneeze. Turns out all the little cartoons knew what they were doing.
It really works! (Unless you're Mickey & trying to hide inside a giant's pocket.)

This cold will not go away!

I thought I was getting better, then I woke up Saturday morning feeling even worse. I'm losing my voice. I'm coughing, congested, sneezing, etc. I feel so gross. I'm sure last night didn't help at all. It was my friend Caety's brother's birthday and I was invited out with them. We went to a bar in the U District which really is not my scene... Especially considering I don't particularly like to drink all that much anyway. Somebody bought me one drink and that is all I had. Kiki (the birthday boy) was so incredibly drunk. I was exhausted and felt like crap, but I will admit it was fun - and entertaining at the least. It was nice to spend more time with Caety. Rachel came too, and I stayed the night at her place.

Now I'm at work. It's really dead. I hope I didn't just jinx myself by saying that. I feel like I'm living in a cloud. Everything seems really foggy and I feel like I'm moving in slow motion. Noises sound muffled and time is going nowhere. My friend was even just here visiting with me for what felt like hours, but turns out it was only about 45 minutes.

When I get home, I'm getting into my pajamas, playing Guitar Hero for a while and then going to bed early. Eye appointment tomorrow which equals new glasses. Can't wait.

bored

I am so glad I have this blog. I don't know what else I would do when I'm this bored at work. Books make me more sleepy early in the morning, and knitting for long periods of time makes my fingers hurt. Usually by the time I write an entry, everything I've said is so pointless that I don't see any reason for posting it - so I just discard it and find something else to do. I won't be surprised if that's how this one turns out.

Yesterday after work, I stalked my friend Caety because there is just literally no other way to track her down. I found her at her dad's restaurant. She convinced me to go with her to get manicures and pedicures. I never pamper myself with those kinds of girly things, so it was nice. My nails look like dark candied apples. Maybe kind of like the one the witch gave to Snow White.

This cold is driving me crazy. I woke up this morning and it was worse than it has been for the past few days. I thought it was going away, but apparently not. I'm so sick of coughing, sneezing, sniffling, blowing my nose and not being able to breath through my nose. I've heard this thing can last for up to a month. I'm on week three. Ugh.

It looks like it's going to be a beautiful day. If I were feeling better, then I would get bundled up and take Macy for a walk along the waterfront. But since I'm not, I think I'll just go home and play Guitar Hero.

things to look forward to

I am in love with this man. He reminds
me of a more fashionable David the Gnome.

1. Monday. Getting new glasses.
2. Tuesday. Going to Vancouver, B.C. with Jen. Shopping spree at H&M! So psyched.
3. End of March. I'm getting out of a work environment where nobody respects or values me - except for the customers. It takes everything in me to get myself up and go in there every day.
4. Making another poster for The Parson Redheads.
5. More days off (down to 4 shifts a week) so I can take better care of my self. Maybe I'll finally be able to sleep at least 3 nights out of the week.
6. Yoga with my sister.
7. March 22nd-30th. Potentially going to L.A. with Anastasia and her band while they record an album. This also means hanging out with Evan & Brette and making new friends.
8. Month of April - Traveling. I don't know where to yet, but knowing that I'm getting out of this country for a while is a really great feeling.
9. Returning home to re-evaluate my life. I have no idea what to expect anymore.

yesterday

Nathan & I eating birthday cake.

Happy Birthday to my (not-so-little) little brother, David! He's 19 now. The whole family came over for dinner last night - but his birthday was actually on Monday. I love spending time with them. Especially my little cousins. Nathan is so smart and funny. I wish I had recorded some of the things he said and did last night. He's the funniest little kid I've ever known.

There are more pictures from last night at home on my computer (I'm at work). I might post those later.

I played guitar hero with my other brother Daniel all night - so much fun. I can't wait to get off work today. I'm going to go straight home and practice so I can beat him when he gets home from school. We have become such good friends over the past few months. He referred to himself as my best friend the other day. haha - it was pretty cute. He's such a great kid. I'm proud because he's turning out to be more like me than my other siblings. We're into the same things, unlike David and I, who I love completely... But basketball and rap just aren't my scene. Daniel will shop at Value Village with me and sit and watch the same episodes of The Office over & over again with me. We always laugh just as hard as we did the first time we saw it. Not to mention, he craves Shnoo just about as often as I do. I'd say the only thing we don't see eye to eye on is his love for neon. I can't stand neon.

It's really nice now that my siblings and I are all starting to even out our age gaps again. The four of us hang out and have such fun together. I was hoping to plan a road trip down to LA in the spring as a birthday present to David. He's dying to go on The Price Is Right, but nobody's spring breaks match up, so that probably can't happen until the summer or something. It will be so great if that works out, though.

I've been trying to plan lots of things for myself so that I have things to look forward to - and to try and distract myself from all that is going wrong in my life (i.e.; literally everything). I can say without any hesitation that December-January have absolutely been the hardest times of my life - and due to even more recent events, there's no end in sight. However, I'm trying to be optimistic and positive (as much as it might not sound like I am).

my first bike

Sometimes I wish I were 5 years old again. Life was a lot easier then.