The good times keep on coming.

Apologies for the length, but I have a lot to talk about.

This has been one of the hands-down, best weeks of my life. I've been taking a lot of "personal days" lately. I feel bad that I have to do it, but I don't feel that bad really. Self-care people, it's what's important. Last Monday, Tobias from Switzerland came to stay with us (Sam and I) and holy crap is this guy beautiful. I have a crush on a Swiss boy now FYI. Voluminous hairs (he says "hairs") on his head and a beautiful smile between those often serious lips. I told him if he needed to he could make fun of me so that he would laugh and then he would smile. Girl's gotta do what...you know the drill.


I left class early on Tuesday, I felt shitty in the morning and while I felt sort of better later on, I could not bring myself to go to my classes with Ruth. No way, could not do it. Then on Wednesday I got to my practicum bright and early as always. While the sun outside was as beautiful as it ever was, being stuck up in a cold, chilly, quiet, blah, beige office was cramping my style. Rather than risk depression I told my supervisor I had to bounce outta there. So, I went to the grocery store and bought some delicious things (satsumas, pumpkin seeds, candy) and went home for a moment. Dropped off some things, grabbed some other things, and went off on a personal adventure. I ended up at Discovery Beach as I often have lately. All by myself, the wind: perfect; the temperature and sun: perfect; the day: perfect. I found myself a little ledge by the cliff to sit on. I sat there munching on snacks, smoking a bowl, burning in the sun for a little under six hours. All by myself. I was as content as I have ever been and I had nothing but natural beauty to accompany me. Around sunset Nicci came to visit me and by the time she was there I was practically unconscious. I had fallen asleep in the sand and missed the sunset. Damn. After about an hour of cuddling in the cool air we trekked back to the car, tired, sandy, happy. That was the best day of my life thus far. Thursday sucked, I went to all my classes and I am not interested in any of them. It blows.

Friday night we went to Brigid's birthday party. She's 23! What a good age. I did the whole circulation thing, knew most people already but met a couple new ones. I kept throwing back those beers like there was no tomorrow. Can't resist Sessions, mm delicious. Chain-mooching drags from Mikala and sharing cigs with Tobias in the cold night. He was planning on leaving on Friday but I told him "Hey, never miss a party if you can help it" so he stayed until today (Monday!). New couchsurfers Lindsay and Erica from Massachusetts joined us in Seattle on Friday as well. They were pretty exhausted though and decided not to come along to the party with us. We got home around 330am after walking home in the cold night. My favorite drunk thing to do. Well, to be honest, my favorite anytime thing to do. Funniest thing of the night: Tobias pouring shots of this gross, home-brewed, butterscotchy liqor for people who were like "Fuck no, dude!" ad then he drank them himself. This happened multiple times, and he never hesitated once. Born to party Tobi, born to party.

Saturday we woke pretty early considering the amount of alcohol consumed the night before. Sam, hung over, elected to stay home. Tobias, Lindsay, Erica and myself went to Discovery Park and sat in the sun and carved in the sand wall for a couple hours. I tried to kick Tobias' ass at cards but he quit in order to save face. Around 330pm I drove the girls back to the market and dropped them off. Went back to the beach, and spent the evening chatting with my new Swiss crush ;-P We watched the sunset sitting next to eachother in the sand. Drank beers. Ate a French baguette. Avoided standing behind Tobias (damn, frijoles!!) and laughed a lot. After sunset we headed back home. Watched kids movies like American Tale and Escape to Witch Mountain while eating stirfry, mmm. Mikala came over after work and took Tobias and Erica out for a drink. Sam, Lindsay and I remained and did what udneraged kids do best. Drank the rest of Mikala's beer and had a dance party! Complete with feather boas, fabulous outfits, and good company. We were dancing to Love Shack when the oldies returned from their of-age fun. Tobias and Erica just joined in like champs and danced around with us until 330am!

Sunday morning, Erica and Lindsay left early to catch their train. The rest of us took our time getting up. Around 2pm or so we decided we just HAD to take advantage of the continuing weather. Sam left with Morgan to go to Seward Park (found out later they missed the bus and never made it...) while Tobias and I went to the Arboretum to find some sun. There were too many people there and too many noisy cars along with not enough private sun to lay in. After getting lost trying to find the car we OF COURSE went back to Discovery Park (obviously our new favorite spot). We carved faces in the wall for hours and hours until it was just short of perfection. There will always be work to be done so we will be back for more.

This morning I could not make myself go to my internship. Distressing, I know. This may turn into a problem but for now I cannot worry about that. I just need to do my thing unfortunately. (unfortunate because it doesn't include school and internships, fortunate because it means just living how I want...) I don't know, life is beautiful but confusing as always. Tobias came in to say farewell, I felt myself getting sad already. That's the shitty thing about couchsurfing, you form such amazing, close bonds with spectacular people and then they have to leave some time. After a couple hugs, a high five, and three kisses goodbye, he was off. Hitching through the unknown up to Vancouver. He plans to find work there and hopefully save some money for a few months before he will start traveling again. This makes me glad that I can see him again, still pretty close to our fair Seattle.


On that beautiful day spent alone on the beach I though about this idea:
If I do what I want I'll disappoint them, if I do what they want I'll disappoint myself.


Until later

I'm glad I have a lot of friends because...

that way it hurts a little less when one of you fails to be one.

Some will make you larger, others make you small.

This weekend was a real blast! Friday I slept in all cozy in my bed. In the afternoon Emie and I went to Ballard (ick) and I made an appointment with Clark to get a tattoo (Nov. 13). This is what I'm going to get to the left:

That evening I got a call from Sam. He, Morgan and Sjors (couchsurfer from Amsterdam) had found a secret spot. I tried to get some people together but the only one who could make it was Bessie. But that was just fine by me! We picked up Morgan :/ and made our way to Discovery Park, jealous that Sam and Sjors were probably enjoying a beautiful sunset from the beachfront living room. By the time we got to the parking lot, darkness had covered us and the only source of light were the bright ass stars and moon. We found Sjors and Sam, made a food/beer run, and parked outside the park to make sure we didn't get locked in. After slipping and sliding down a sandy hill on my ass in a skirt and chucks, we entered our new secret space. After drinking beers and being fed marshmellows from Sjors's stick (lol), pushing Bessie on the rope swing, peeing on the beach, hot dog roasting, planning our sleeping patterns just in case we had to stay (boy-girl-boy-girl-boy), getting creeped out by mysterious noises, and so much more, we began the trek up the hill. Much harder than the trip down it! Every step up the soft-sanded hill and you would slide half a step back down again. The park was said to close at 11pm, we left the beach at 10:40pm, and made it to the parking lot at 11:30pm, JUST as the security guard was closing the gate on us! Halfway back to the car, we stopped to catch our breath, drink more beer, and watch the lit-up ferries float slowly across the Puget Sound. So beautiful. So perfect. There was no sound, nothing except the wind and an occasional coyote howl. Words really can't describe it. That was my Friday.

Saturday Sjors, Sam and I took all day getting ready for Matt's tea party at his house in North Seattle. Glueing rhinestones to my glasses, mixing and matching clothing, deciding on hosiery color combinations,smoking in the cool breeze of my apartment with all the windows open. We took the bus in a group of 10 or so and finally made it to the party. There were like 50 something people there circulating in and out throughout the night. Mikala came after work, such a hilarious girl. People tripping on acid in the backyard, toking in the basement, drinking mushroom tea and beer in the living room. I took my time drawing on the kitchen wall mural for a while. Good night all in all :)

Sunday I did nothing all day long.

PS