in 9 more days, I'll be on my way home to seattle. in 9 more days, my days of hopping back and forth between seattle and LA will be over. I don't have to come back unless I really want to, not because I have something to finish. I won't have to have half of my life in one city and half in the other, packing and re-packing and zipping up and down ( Read more... )

well, I don't even have to say it.

all I have to say is... a few years ago, Seattle was #2. now it's not even on this list. so HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!

"In L.A. the traffic delay problem extends from sunup to sundown," says Schrank. "There is really no letup between ( Read more... )

I absolutely adore christmas. it's hands down my all-time favorite time of the year. my birthday doesn't hold a candle to this! I love being home, seeing my friends and family, snuggling up with sano, decorating the tree, shopping and buying gifts, decorating and wrapping, christmas carols... I absolutely must spend every christmas I can in seattle ( Read more... )

austin is totally my favorite. he really, really is. I miss him already... but hey, only one more week until the move ( Read more... )

I got bandit back from the shop today... and he drives like sex 10 times more than before. beeyatch ( Read more... )

yesterday was the most fun day I've had since being back at lmu, but it sure didn't start that way ( Read more... )

I go back to lmu tomorrow. I'll be getting in at lax around 5.

being with austin again: rah!

being back at school/in l.a.: blah.

...blah squared, even.

oh well.

meeeeeeeeeesa tired. ::yawns ( Read more... )

tonight = kick ASSENSTEIN.

up until tonight, the highlight of my day had been getting a flu shot at saint rob's. oh whee.

then, melanthafae and I are chatting online, and we both feel shitty, so she says, hey, wanna go hang? and I'm like, hex yeah ( Read more... )

I called justin this morning at 8, just as I promised, to wake him up. he answered in what I found to be the sexiest voice I'd ever heard from him. "get up," I mumbled into the phone. "I'm up," he slurred back. I imagined him running his hand through his thinning hair and rolling out of bed, and it delighted me in my groggy stupor. "have a good day ( Read more... )