Friday I took the bus out to Seattle, and hung out with Allison and Magan Do. I took a lot of buses, and missed a lot of buses too. I'm just not used to the Seattle bus system, and this holiday weekend was not a good time to get one's bearings. It was a Friday that was acting like a Sunday/Holiday, even though the real holiday was Saturday, except ( Read more... )

Rode my bike.
Ate some pretzels.
Figured out the song (it was Gore Appeal by Die Monitr Batss).

Crisis averted?

Dear Diary ( Read more... )

I wish I had a friend in this city. Seriously. All I need is someone to turn a key.
I can't go it alone, but it's my own fault that I hate everyone who's left.

A few months ago, I tried to record a song on my computer, but I'm pretty sure I blew out part of my computer speakers, from trying to up the volume of my ukulele way too much. Now I can't tell if I've just grown used to listen to music with some sort of lacking mid-range, or if nothing ever happened. Woops ( Read more... )

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I went on a bike ride to get a little bit of exercise in, and when I was riding through campus, there was this little bird, like a swift or a swallow, and at first I was afraid I would run into it, but it flew around me at the last minute, and then flew around me a few more times while I was riding. It was really neat. I was hoping he'd be my ( Read more... )

I left work early to get my haircut. I go to this place on North I ST, that has a massaging shampoo chair. Yes, please ( Read more... )

Let's see ( Read more... )

Mission successful. Tons of crazy dreams. Thanks Zarvox!

One day I'm going to have my own place, and I'll be able to eat breakfast before putting clothes on; just saying.