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It's totally all Jeff's fault, but I am now a total slut for the Farmer's Market. We met up by the U district. You should all know that I look adorable today, according to Jeff. I believe the term was "Japanese school girl adorable." I got my hair cut and unfortunately because of the layers I had before and the cut I wanted, it's a tad shorter than I hoped for, so pigtails it is until it grows out a bit.

We shopped and omg there was much produce joy. I came away with tomatoes, zucchini, haricot verts, broccoli, baby red potatoes, salad mix (with edible flowers--so pretty!), brioche, cumin gouda which is the fromage equiv to hot sex, and of course a gorgeous bunch of flowers. We stowed the stuff in my car and walked down to a Vietnamese place for lunch and made some plans to take me out on some baby hikes this summer. I'm going to see if Sarah's up for a little one at Discovery Park tomorrow because it's just gorgeous out.

After lunch, we drove down to U Village to grab a housewarming gift for one of Jeff's friends at Crate & Barrel (I bought a striped pillow I fell oddly and instantly in love with) and then to Storables because he needed a drawer solution and we didn't find anything at IKEA. So that was an inordinate amount of fun, somehow running errands with Jeff is bizarrely exciting. Then I dropped him off at his truck, and drove home. Timing was perfect, really, because Judy called when I was a few miles from home. She came over to hang out and help me with whatever part of the trim-painting process I was in. But first we sat out on the deck and I finished some garden-work and then we moved to the kitchen so I could straighten that out, and after much chatting, we finally got down to finishing taping off the damn French doors. I can't wait for the revolting brown doors to be coated with my lovely white paint. Eventually, she had to take off (funnily enough for a dinner another friend is throwing to thank people who helped HER paint), and I only have a leeeetle bit left to tape and am going to run back and do that and at least get the liquid sandpaper on. I must not run off and do something more fun. I must be good. MUST!

The less annoying and weird of my immediate neighbors asked me over for a bbq, but I passed. After all the slight weirdness with the other immediate neighbors (who are good buddies with the first), I think I'd rather just keep my distance. Which I just realized, I never wrote about, but to sum up: they are new to Seattle, hate it, and are petulant and weird because I am busy with friends that I didn't drop to hang out with them. They seemed so nice, too. Let's file this under How Not to Make Friends and Influence People. Anyhow, I must write a bitchy rant about them some other day, when I am not so bouncy.

Tomorrow is a big thing at Kim's, probably in the afternoon, but I haven't seen Sarah this week, and I would really like to just hang with her. That, and it's not like I'm going to be done painting tonight. Best to get that all over with tomorrow, and get in some studying for French. Looking through the pictures again made me very homesick for Paris.

Okay, MUST TAPE NOW.