alright, well, let me discuss the finer points of Seattle. for one, i got my messenger bag yesterday, which has nothing really to do with Seattle, aside from it happened while i was here. it's navy, like my brother's, but it's curdorouy, my favorite color! i actually feel like i live in this city now. i know, it's stupid to think that after being here for a month, getting a messenger bag is what it takes to make me feel like i belong, but i'm crazy. speaking of which:
Noah --
[noun]:
A level headed person who always makes the wrong decision
'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at
QuizGalaxy.com now, all i need is a job, and i'll feel like this is really home. i'm still working on getting Kate to move out here, but so far, it's been futile. maybe after she graduates?
okay, now, a finer point of Seattle. in a bigger city, such as the one i live in now, there are oppurtunities abound to make money. now of course, some of these include selling drugs, your body, or a combination, but others are better, and yesterday, i took part in the best medical study known to man. the dept. of psych at university of washington is doing a study on the relationship between alcohol and human sexual interactions. can you guess what that means? yes, that's right, i got paid yesterday to drink alcohol and watch porn. i love this fucking city.
i also finally went out and bought the James Blunt cd, and the Panic! at the Disco cd. moreover, i've read an ass ton of books since i've been out here, and i'm on Neuromancer right now, which, sorta(okay, a lot) reminds me of Shadowrun. ian, anything to that? is it because the idea came from william gibson?
anyway, i'm gone, i have to go rustle some people about a job.
lovesies all daysies.