oh noes and grunge bands
Kallie is going to be very disappointed. I discovered tonight, much to my purprise, that I like sushi. It's not the I never tried it before, but apparently every single time up until this one I had crappy sushi. It all tasted like salt water to me. Until tonight. Crazy Sushi on 16th is Crazy Good, yo. Damn.
In other news, I got back from a long weekend in Seattle tonight. Riley and I went up Thursday night to go hang out with Dave. Thursday we stayed in, ate pizza and played some Xbox. Friday night we went out for dinner and hung out a bit in some neighborhood Dave didn't know the name of. Saturday night, however... Ooooh Saturday night. I have done some drinking in my days, let me tell you. But I can only think of one or two nights when I have been drinking like this. And it was a beer drunk, so not so much with the sickness. I was accosting strangers, hitting on college girls while using fake accents, yelling at motorists, insisting that people join my grunge band, and generally rolling Cali style. It was a night to remember. Unfortunately, I don't.
Sunday was great, too. We met up with some friends from school who have the most amazing apartment I've ever been in. Right on Lake Union, view of downtown, huge place, beautiful building, and less than a grand a month. I hate them forever. We went to a pub in the middle of the day, got tossed, then had a good ol fashioned Merican BBQ. Last weekend was indeed a solid. Solid like bricks.
In other news, I got back from a long weekend in Seattle tonight. Riley and I went up Thursday night to go hang out with Dave. Thursday we stayed in, ate pizza and played some Xbox. Friday night we went out for dinner and hung out a bit in some neighborhood Dave didn't know the name of. Saturday night, however... Ooooh Saturday night. I have done some drinking in my days, let me tell you. But I can only think of one or two nights when I have been drinking like this. And it was a beer drunk, so not so much with the sickness. I was accosting strangers, hitting on college girls while using fake accents, yelling at motorists, insisting that people join my grunge band, and generally rolling Cali style. It was a night to remember. Unfortunately, I don't.
Sunday was great, too. We met up with some friends from school who have the most amazing apartment I've ever been in. Right on Lake Union, view of downtown, huge place, beautiful building, and less than a grand a month. I hate them forever. We went to a pub in the middle of the day, got tossed, then had a good ol fashioned Merican BBQ. Last weekend was indeed a solid. Solid like bricks.