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1 month and 1 week

So I'm going to keep this as short as I can as I got a gnarly paper cut on my left index finger today--right where I type. It's a right pain in the ass. I'm trying to compensate with other fingers but I'm typing in the dark, on the deck, where it's nice and cool (as opposed to inside the stifling apartment) so I'm reliant on my ability to touch type. Anyway, enough with the painful (literally) prologue...
This weekend...
-I tended bar at the Schmee for the last time before i go. Got slightly sentimental . Luckily there's another Schmee softball game in a couple of weeks so it's not like I'm saying good bye to people, or the space for that matter as I realized that I had forgotten one of my favorite hats on Saturday and I am SO going back for that! However, Teri was saying how she will have to deal with a mopey papa Staley when I'm not there anymore. (Insert live audience "awwwwww" here)
- I was a horrible blacked out cunt (no context theatre here, sorry adoring fans)
- Got something knocked off my list (again with the no context theatre)
- Had my hair catch on fire
- Saw Scott Pilgrim vs. The World witch was insanely awesome! I loved the film and I enjoyed the air conditioning in the 98 degree heat!
- was choked while my fella was dreaming of getting in a fight. (I prefer him the lover he is, not a fighter)

Today I went up to Edmonds to visit my dear friend Adam from back in the day. I was really looking forward to it. The last time we hung out we had that great connection, where it didn't matter how much time it had been since we had seen eachother we just caught up and talked very candidly about all the things in our lives. Then he called me back in the spring. a few months into my dating Andy, and we talked for like an hour about what was going on in our lives, I was happy, he was happy, all was well. Today, I took the bus up to Edmonds to meet with him but he seemed off. Conversation was awkward and seemed forced. It seemed like the whole time I visited with him his mind was elsewhere. I know he was planning a hike with a friend (and coincidentally Cathy's ex) and maybe that's what it was. Maybe it's because I planed a day to meet up on one of the few days that he actually works in the summer. I don't know. It felt forced, which is weird between us.  Maybe he's in a weird place and I'm in a very certain place. We do tend to connect better when we're both in either depressed/confused times or when we are both in bliss. Maybe I'm in one pain in he another and we were unable to connect. It was odd. He fetched me on his motorcycle at the Edmonds Park and Ride, we went to the Edmonds beach for a little while and tried to talk, but it really wasn't going all that well. Then he mentioned Thai food so we went to this place in Richhnmond Beach Conversation was still forced. Evey question I asked seemed like the wrong one--you know the one with no good news. It was actually awkward which is rare from us since we got over that "OMG-a-lot-has-happened-between-us" conversation years ago. Anyway so there was not much laughter, more awkwardness. The best time was actually when I was on his motorcycle. I was scared but thrilled at the same time. Eh. It was what it was. I'm just kinda disapointed with my last time with him in person before I go. But whatevs. In the words of the the Governatorr "I'll be back"
I came home, happy to see Seattle again. As much as I hate taking the 358, the view of the city skyline all pink and gold from the sunset was amazing and so worth it. I live in a beautiful city that I am going to miss so dearly. I walked home from 3rd and Pike, grabbed some boxes and some booze from the liquor store and had some quality time with Raye. (little hearts and stuff)


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Aug. 17th, 2010 05:05 pm (UTC)
There's sure a lot of hinted at but unsaid stuff in this post! If it makes you feel any better about the choking in your sleep, I've totally punched Amy in my sleep in some weird dream too.
Aug. 17th, 2010 05:41 pm (UTC)
I thinks it's funny when people unconsciously do stuff in their sleep, hopefully though they remember the dream. (I'd hate to be punched or chokes with out a story behind it)

My favorite is my dad hitting my mum in the face and shouting "Fire" becasue in his dream he was captain of a boat fighting off plundering pirates. Awesome.
Aug. 17th, 2010 07:22 pm (UTC)
I'm so sorry I choked ya...that was indeed a strange dream. And I'm sorry that yesterday didn't work out like you were hoping. I've had that happen with reunions sometimes.

Love you Boo Boo!
Aug. 17th, 2010 07:45 pm (UTC)
Does Andy have to choke a bitch? :P

I love you!
Aug. 17th, 2010 07:23 pm (UTC)
Oops, thought I was signed in. That last one was me (as if you couldn't figure that out) ;)
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