Art & Coffee

Checked out the Van Gogh exhibit at the Seattle Art Museum. It was really pretty good actually...sometimess art museums have ways of luring you in, and then having half-ass painting by the major artists, but this show did not dissappoint.

I'm updating my blog at an 'online' cafe...so for the price of my vanilla mocha, I'm also updating my blog/checking my e-mail...what a way to multi-task.

Update: No call yet from the date, but then it hasn't even been a full 24 hours yet...

Date Night

So tonight was date night. I met a guy off of Match.com at a little coffee shop on capitol hill. As far as first dates are concerned, this one went well. We talked for 2 hours with no lull in the conversation, we laughed and joked around and it felt relaxed and easy...which dating isn't always like.

Now I'm not going back and being hypocritical, dating truly does SUCK; however, when you have a date like I did tonight, the entire experience is much more enjoyable. Of course, seeing if he'll call is another post entirely. I know guys try to be cool if they like you and wait a few days to call you, but then if they dont like you, they just don't call. Because of this, the first few days can be absolute and utter hell. You begin to question your entire dating experience, analyzing the time you spent together and trying to figure out if the person laughing with and smiling at you for 2 hours is actually, in fact, interested.

All I can say is the last few dated I've had haven't exactly been the best, but tonight was good, great even...and so begins the waiting...will he call, or won't he?

Songs About Rain

Ok...I'm in love with the new Gary Allan song 'Songs About Rain'. It reminds me a little bit of Seattle (the rain) and a little of Fargo (lyric: Well this town has closed down way too early and there’s nothing to do). I downloaded it from Itunes yesterday...its just a good song to listen to when its raining... :)

I have a date this weekend....seriously. Its been six weeks since my last date, so this should be interesting. Dating sucks...it does...damnit anyway. Somebody out there cross your fingers and hope this one goes good.

Patience is a virtue

My school has a tiny computer lab, 7 computers or something like that. Right before class it is always pretty busy, but I'm usually able to get into a workstation in about 5 minutes. Last night....I totally lost my shit. People were checking their personal e-mail, and printing like 500 page documents on the one little printer. All I needed to do was a quick finalization on my paper...10 minutes tops. It took me 30 minutes, 50 sighs, loud gum popping and constant toe-tapping to make someone finally get a conscience, close their personal crap and LET ME WORK ON MY SHIT!!! I dont often lose my shit, but I lost it yesterday.

My Ass

I live a mile from work. For for the past 2 years (all but one day) I've driven my car to and from. Today I decided I live pretty close, so I should start to try and save gas and take my bike or walk, not to mention the physical exercise I'll gain. (of course after calculating that I get 25 miles to the gallon, and gas is 2.36 a gallon, in a weeks time of not driving to work (10 miles) and the store (15 miles), I'll save an entire 2.36 a week...but thats not the point I guess) So this morning, I rode my bike the mile to work, and then to the store another mile and half to the store and back in order to get lunch. I decided to leave my bike at work and walk home; however, my ass hurts so bad from that damn bike seat I dont think I'll ever make it the mile home...at least not without a little whining.

Brother(s)

I have a brother, Sam, and he is 3 and a half years older than I am. Growing up he used to kick my ass, and terrorize me, but in later years we can actually have a fun time together. This weekend however, my life became more complicated. My dad got remarried and now I have 2 more brothers. Umm, hello, I said I wanted a baby sister damnit! :) Anyway, so Eric and Ryan enter my life....Ryan is 2 years older than me, and Eric....(swallow hard) is 2 months YOUNGER than me....so that makes me now, yup you guessed it...a middle child. DAMN! Oh well, I still remain the only girl, and I'm not losing my hair like Eric is, so life is good. But all in all, brothers are good, even if I now have 2 more to kick my ass.

Mexico...for lovers?

More to come, but a quick brief... I just got back from Cabo San Lucas, and it was wonderful; however, the cochroach on the bathroom floor of my upscale hotel on Wednesday morning was a little nasty. Also, the hotel was filled with nothing but 20-somthing couples and honeymooners, which made me feel like a failure because I am not a part of a 20-somthing couple or a honeymooner! So after staring at kissy-kissy couples for 4 days, I have a renewed faith in the hope of love-eternal and am refreshed and ready to re-embark on the dating scene, because as some of you know I had become a little pissed with the whole dating thing lately.

Green Thumb

I dont have one. Don't get me wrong, I think plants are beautiful, and each summer I buy a ton to adorn my deck; however, after about 2 weeks they all die. Maybe its because I don't water them enough, so when I do water them, I drown them. Maybe I dont talk to them...I'm not the plant-talking kind. I'd like to have a beautiful orchid, but I'm not paying 20 bucks for something thats going to certainly die in a few weeks.

Happy Birthday

Happy 26th Birthday Andy.

Andy is my 'the one that got away' guy. We talk 5 days a week on e-mail, is the person that gets me through my crappy work days, calls me on my shit, makes me feel better when I'm crabby, callls me 'baby' just because he knows I like it. He's the guy friend every girl should have...and I do.

Customer Service

So I decided to go to the doctor to make sure this cold-thing stops before I try to get on a plane and fly to Mexico on Monday. So I called the hospital, the same which I've been going to for 2 years now, but never had the need to go to a regular doctor...I've been healthy. So first I get scolded for not having a 'Primary Care Physician' or 'PCP'. Ok...but I havent been sick...should I really pay the $25.00 copay to meet some doctor I wouldn't need to see for years? So I ask for an appointment, and the scheduler tells me there is nothing until Monday....but thats when I leave for Mexico. So I'm kind of miffed, and get scolded again about the 'PCP' and finally I (yes I) have to ask..."I can't believe in all of V------ M---- there are no appointments until Monday!!" and she goes, "Well we have appointments at our other locations, just not in Federal Way." Ok, GREAT, THANKS, because you were SO NOT concerned about me not getting seen!?!? Could you not have mentioned that as an alternative as soon as I told you that I wouldnt be here next week and needed to be seen today or tomorrow?

Customer Service is ofically dead....

Number of Days:

2 - Until Andy's 26th B-day (which reminds me that I'm about to get older EVERY year)

6 - Until I leave for my Mexican vacation

9 - That which I've had a cold

61 - Until my Birthday

8 Days

I've had a cold for 8 days now. I'm pretty sure its on the downward slope, but dont tell the crazy people at the Kleenex company...I'm still blowing my nose like crazy (sorry, gross I know).

Friday at last

I've been home feeling like absolutely crap for the past 2 days. I've literally gone through ever Kleenex in my house and had to move on to toilet paper because I didn't feel well enough to go to the store. (I know Marisa, toilet paper is 'acceptable' to some people...but not to me!).

God bless my friends. I pose the question "What are you doing this weekend for fun?" and I get "Mowing & Fertilizing the lawn" as an answer. It makes my life seem fascinating by comparison doesn't it?

A Fun New Place

So the girls and I went to Tia Lou's on Friday night. It was fantastic! It's a mexican 'cantina' that becomes a 'nightclub' on the weekends. We went there and sat on this huge deck, just chatting and having a good time, and then we got kicked out of our seats because 'they were making a nightclub'. Ok. They pushed all the tables to the edges of the deck, turned on some lights, lit some tiki torches and voila! a nightclub was born! However, that place had to be about 3 times over its capacity, and I kept having visions of what those poor people in that nightclub last year must have felt like. If there was a fire, there was no way people were getting out!