Last night in the Pacific Northwest

I moved the rest of my shit out of the Winston yesterday. I thought I would cry or something, but I didn't feel any strange emotions about it. I mean, don't get me wrong I will miss it, but I guess I just have the frame of mind that I WILL come back to it soon enough. It's more the people that I miss already I guess...

Val, girl, you know how much I care. Remember way back before we even knew each other and I had your film reels for so long? I am really glad that I got to know you so much the past few months. You are a great neighbor and friend. I can't wait for you to come visit and meet sexy punks with me in Berlin, ride around on the U-Bahn at night for the fuck of it, and explore the city with me. It will be great. Thanks for always being there and available for talking/shmokez/and venting purposes. You rule, more than you know.

Lauren, neighbor. Sweet nayyyburrrr. I am really sad that I did not get an official goodbye with you, but how lucky are we internet fiends that we can chat online all ze time. So for that reason, I am not worried about missing you too hard because we'll probably talk to eachother quite a bit. Anyway, love you girl.

Sam. Sam. Sam. You are the best "room mate" one could ask for. Considerate, sweet, polite...wild and crazy, sometimes reckless. Keep being exactly who you are because you are a completely wonderful person who I look to for inspiration on so many things. I could go on forever but my mom is afraid of some April 1 virus and says I have to shut down the computer before midnight (paranoid...). I'll miss you Sam.

I am now finally finished packing. Smooth as buttah and got it down to two suitcases which I must tell you is an amazing feat of wonder! Bleh...tired now.

Last minute panics begin...

Oh lord, I had such a ridiculous night last night. So, I had t take Phoebe to the vet last month for her to get her rabies vacc. regiven and have a health certificate (in Deutsch) written up so she can come to Germany. I then had to go all the damn way to the USDA vet office in Olympia to get the forms endorsed and all that burreaucratic bullshit. I hadn't seen the papers (in a big white envelope) for a couple weeks and just realized, "shit I leave in 6 days!" and thought I'd better find it sooner rather than later. I tore my apartment and car apart looking for these papers and couldn't find them anywhere. I've put most everything in my place into storage anyway so there weren't many places for it to hide! I get a call from Angela and Chancellor who are downstairs at the Rose and I think I will have to go to uplift my spirits, but alas! I fucking found the papers, underneath a copy of the Stranger and an empty coffee cup, how Seattle. So instead of a horrible night, I went out and partied to celebrate my near miss.

Now I lay in bed making some last minute preparations while eating sour patch kids, mmm.

Met Holly for coffee in the U District this morning, and she told me about this time when Mari saw the East German dude wandering around Berlin at night on a full moon making Nazi-march...haha "Ze were-nazi!!"

booty

Victoria (myself) is srsly waiting up for some one at 3:41am who she srsly isn't even that into. Srsly?