Spring is coming to Seattle (see look!) , and that means asses are in gear, and I cry at my calendar again. Now that I can not only walk but run and jump again, I have returned to Parkour, which makes me happier than I can possibly convey. Also there is hip hop bellydancing with Libby, which is a fabulous excuse to spend time with her. Our ( Read more... )

I remember stating how much I enjoy being liminal while in the midst of my roadtrip out to Seattle.

( That's a good thing, as I'm transient right now. )

So life has been pretty damn awesome. There has been bacon, and rocks, and Java, and dancing.

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Holy crap, what a weekend. I don't even know if I can come close to summing it up, so how about random tidbits instead? Yeah, that seems pretty close to normal.

Listened to metal on the way to Portland with Nathan and Davis. We practiced metal faces and did different parts of the music. I laugh so much when I'm with those two ( Read more... )

In the continuing awesome saga of my life, Rexlor arrives from SF today to visit for the weekend. Chris also arrived today. And Libby is here. And hopefully Preston and Matt will come visit soon. I get paid to walk around an office succumbing to my OCD tendencies. I've drastically cut down in my drinking. I'm making awesome new friends. I'm getting ( Read more... )

I went to the range in Bellevue yesterday with my friend Joshua. I had never been in a gun store before, at a range, or held a really truly loaded weapon in my hands before. I think it's important to know how to work as many things as possible, at least on a basic level, both for the sake of simple competence but also for the Zombie/Singularity ( Read more... )

Driving up to Mutiny last night, at 75mph on an empty road with the stars clear overhead and the windows letting in the brisk autumn air, I turned to Matt and said, "I can't wait for a time when I won't need obvious mechanisms to go this fast ( Read more... )

Sitting at a desk at home, newly connect internet.

Just got in from smoking the hookah and chatting on the porch with Libby and Jeremy.

Trip hop playing.

Kitten sleeping next to me.

Most of my homework for the upcoming week done; one final task, and some polishing yet to do.

Doors and windows open, breezes.

Glass of wine in hand.

I feel ( Read more... )