Betcha this song gets stuck in your head!

Um, creepy! And yet so cool...

Quack!

Wow. Tuesday was awesome! It was the first time in nearly eight months that I made it out of the house for more than two hours for something social... with the beast at home (and without catastrophe). Hooray! She was home for nearly five hours, and while she was more anxious than I'd like, she calmed down and we went to bed happy. 

I had a really fun time at the Duck Dodge! Dee and I met Erlin and Andy a few weeks ago and got invited along. I'd wanted to go ever since I started watching from Gasworks, so I was really excited. Dee left for Texas last weekend (as Gazza clearly reminds me by moping around and looking for them), so I was left to go alone. I can be relatively social, but I still freak out on the inside. Do we ever get over "will they like me?" Anyway, it was "prom night" and I hadn't had time to find a prom dress, so I was feeling doubly unsure about the whole thing. It turned out fine though- we all had a blast!

So the way it works is that there is a theme for the race and everybody dresses up accordingly. That's a big part of the experience- the race is just a unique venue! It's mayhem once it starts because while Lake Union seems big, it gets to feel very, very small when single man boats and huge America's Cup yachts all scramble around on the same course, ducking and dodging (get it? get it??). There are crashes with awful sounds and some yelling, but man is it cool! Afterwards everybody rafts up so that twenty or so boats are lashed together and everybody wanders around to eat, drink, and be merry.

Leigh and I were Duck Dodge virgins, so we got to do the ceremonial walk across all the boats choosing to kiss either the mast or master of each boat. We kissed most of the captains, but there were a few masts that seemed a much more appealing option ;) Anyway, it was a riot and we had a great guide to introduce us to all the boats. And then we got to watch a guy rock out on an accordion with his goth prom boat!

Our beautiful captain, Erlin.

Our studly second mate, Andre.

The Duck Dodge virgins.

Most of the crew!

Probably somewhere in Idaho right now

So after spending a month up here with me, Dee and her wee little beasties headed back down to Texas this morning. As we stood in the cool Seattle morning, she said, "well, this will be the last time I'm cold for a couple of months." At least it was beautiful nearly the entire time she was here!

Gazza has been kind of mopey. Her alter ego, Gucci, didn't appreciate Dee's dogs taking up any of my attention, but she appears to miss them anyway. She keeps going back to check the room.

Broken

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight

Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time

And I am here still waiting, though I still have my doubts

I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing

With a broken heart that's still beating

In the pain, there is healing

In your name I find meaning

So I'm holding on, holding on, I'm barely holding on to you

The broken locks were a warning, you got inside my head

I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead

And I still see your reflection inside of my eyes

That are looking for purpose, they're still looking for life

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing

With a broken heart that's still beating

In the pain, there is healing

In your name I find meaning

So I'm holding on, I'm still holding on,

I'm barely holding on to you

I'm hanging on another day

Just to see what you will throw my way

And I'm hanging on to the words you say

You said that I will, will be okay

The broken light on the freeway left me here alone

I may have lost my way now, but I haven't forgotten my way home

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing

With a broken heart that's still beating

In the pain, there is healing

In your name, I find meaning

So I'm holding on, I'm still holding on

Barely holding on to you

~Lifehouse

Not that I blame her

Dude, my dog loves boba. I know it's just carbs and she's the carb queen after all, but really? 

Incidentally, there's a really good boba place nearby. Mmmm....

Lost in translation

Dee

Did you know that "Montana" is a bastardization of "montaña"?

Me

Interesting. Makes sense.

*pause*

Me

Did you know that "Tetons" mean boobs?

Dee

Really? Aren't they kind of pointy for that?

Me

It's cold up there.

Boogie down!

Dee and I were in Olympia today before picking up her friend at the airport. It's a really cute little town, not what either of us was expecting. There are lots of little restaurants and shops downtown, and I would have liked to have spent more time exploring. Don't think I'd want to live there, but cool.

We both especially like the Dancing Goats coffee shop. Do you know the legend of dancing goats?

Here comes the sun!

I will have a pity party once on here then I'll get over it: I'm on nights for another month. I was planning on transferring to days for a while, but they decided to keep me on nights for the whole two months. *sigh* It's what I agreed to, but I had gotten my hopes up (and made plans) when I was told I'd be on days. Oh well. At least it's not forever and at least the people are cool!

With that in mind, I'll just give one big ol' apology on here to all my friends, etc for being sketchy when it comes to doing things. When the mood and ability to sleep hits, I'm all over it. Most of you have seen me sleep deprived and it ain't a pretty sight. More importantly, it's not a safe sight. So yes, I am in fact sleeping (or awake, for that matter) at the most random, unpredictable times! Suck it up ('cause I am too). I'll resurface at the end of August.

Now that we're all clear about that, how about this weather and the sunsets we've been having? 

Wow. 

Testing, testing, one, two, three...

So Dee finally got me to break down and get not just a new phone, but a whole new computer! The phone was free, I might add, thanks to her amazing shopping skills. The computer, however, was not free. In fact, my wallet is still recovering, but it'll get over it.

That said, I've defected and am now the proud owner of a Mac. It's great so far, but I'm really not used to the whole one-button-mouse thing yet. Where is my right clicker?? And also, I see the "delete" button, but it's more like a "backspace." Where is the real delete button?? Don't even get me started on iTunes. I gave up my iPod (after it gave up on me) for a Zune, but I've rendered it obsolete by getting the computer. So bear with me as I get everything transferred over and learn to use this thing.

Why did I bring this upon myself? Because my old computer had been limping along (after an eight month stint of not even booting up). I couldn't handle the random closing of all windows and random rebooting. It was driving me bonkers. 

So yeah, hang tight folks.

Mmm mmm good!

Finally! Validation. I should write my own entry about the art of peanut butter and cottage cheese toast. Hey, don't knock it 'til you try it.