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Hi!

Crap sacks. I’m sorry it has been SO long since I’ve blogged. Real quick: I’ve been SUPER busy—good and bad.

My life exploded, in a good way. I’ve been teaching class, going to puppy training, working hard during the days, meeting with a ton of new people, and making money (kind of). :-D

Update on my living sitch. So yesterday I met with some fun peeps for coffee and was advised, if I intend to leave my current apartment, to email my landlord. Most landlords are okay with you leaving early if they can find another tenant to rent who will bring them cash money. My thought is if I can move out early and save money in the long run on rent, it’s a good deal. Well the landlord emailed back and basically said, if I can find someone who is qualified, I can move out. My friend, The Realtor, told me about an AWESOME place out near the country. Stand alone log mother-in-law, large windows, wood flooring, gas heating / stove, 1 bathroom and a loft!

I am NOT excited about moving what-so-ever. BUT, I am extremely excited to move to the country. I also propose this move to be the last before I get married. I’m done.

Okay, gotta go get ready for a wedding…not mine. Sorry this is so disjointed. xo!

Comments (1)   |   February 20, 2010 at 14:21

Dear Sister,

The four cans of tuna you gave me are bad. After eating the first can a few weeks ago, I dismissed the immediate onset of diarrhea as a fluke. Today I prepped a couple slices of bread and cheese on my skillet, ready for a fat layer of tuna fish to complete my tuna melt sandwich. I mixed my tuna and mayonaysa, plopped on what fit and took a nice, giant spoon full of the remainder. GAG. OMG. Food FAIL. I spit it out, washed out my mouth, took my sandwich off the burner and thew it all away—including the two other cans of tuna.

Thoughts do count, but the aftermath counts against you.

xo

Comments (0)   |   January 27, 2010 at 16:31

Medina—we go hard.

A tip of the hat to the wealthiest neighborhood in the Puget Sound area. I am a bit disappointed in myself and my beast friend, Tamms, for not thinking this year through. Our most favorite imaginary radio show TBTL (Too Beautiful To Live) will be podcasting live from New York, New York in the wealthiest neighborhood in Brooklyn. We will be solemnly listening from the couches of Seattle. Maybe we should listen from Medina for good measure. Why did we not buy tickets?! Bollix!

How fun would that have been? Spend a long weekend in New York, a city on my list to visit, with my beast friend, attend a kick ass effin’ party with a bunch of like-humored individuals from all over the U.S.? Are you kidding me? WTF were we thinking? “If you were thinkin’, you wouldn’t of thought that!”

Comments (2)   |   January 25, 2010 at 15:48

A bug in your ear

Trying something new…

Comments (0)   |   January 24, 2010 at 15:59

Uhh date?

What do you call two friends planning to hang out and make cool things with power tools turning into two friends having dinner and a movie and one friend offering the other to stay in the guest room so they can make cool things with power tools in the morning?

Huh.

Comments (0)   |   January 23, 2010 at 12:46
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