sweet temptation calls me home

I Seattle.

SO GOOD TO BE HOME *bellows*

The LA/SD trip was fine. It was great to see family/friends. I realized too late that I'd scheduled too much time away from home. A shorter trip out, with some time chilling here would have been better.

( Highlights, etc )

Got back to sunny (!) Seattle on Sunday morning and faced my ridiculously packed day. Lovely breakfast/knitting with the Stitch-n-Bitch club and then home for a frantic hour and a half of finishing Life of Pi for bookclub at 4pm (more on this later).

The end of my day couldn't have been better. Dinner with the divine devinluvsrussia who I missed SO frantically much, I'm going to have to staple her to Seattle so she can't leave me for 6 weeks of fun in Russia. Ten days was unbearable! What'll I do all summer?! Wahh!!

Hobbes and I had a joyful, snuggly, meowy reunion. Purrrrr.

After work today, I set out to pay my bills, and found I'd already paid them before I left. How delightfully efficient of me! Woo! Did laundry and dealt summarily with class registration for this final quarter. Mostly cleaned up clutter and unpacked suitcase. I need to do a real, thorough spring cleaning: vacuuming, mopping and dusting behind things, but have decided that this is why Sundays exist.

Class tomorrow. Can't wait to see darling jeff_nw and exchange vacation tales! I'm hopeful about this quarter. The classes sound interesting (Documentation and Production Editing). There was a brief, irritating moment where UW was going to charge me an extra $25 for a late registration fee, but I politely steam-rolled over the nice registration lady and a quick talk with our program director nipped that in the bud.

The only consumable thing in my fridge was a lone diet pepsi. I need to go to the store to buy food and you know, eat it. But I have no desire to go grocery shopping *whine* brabble was an evil bunny and mentioned pizza, but there's no way I'm giving into that desire.

Argh. Ok. Must go to store. Now.

louis cyphre

I'm not sure when it started, but I've always been obsessed with angels. Not in a religious way, and for god's sake not in kitschy, cupid art. More along the lines of Aziraphale (Good Omens). Lucifer, Remiel and Duma (Sandman). Angels in America. Dogma. David Boreanaz (ok, kidding but still rowr).

While it started out unintentionally (upon the rediscovery of a Cowboy Junkies cd), I realize I've been listening to a lot of angel music lately.



( Heaven on my mind.  )

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