Tuesday, October 25, 2011

A Bit Of Seattle

Seattle was everything I hoped it would be and more. I can't even begin to describe the experience, although I will try...in another post entirely. But for now, here's some pictures I took with my cell as a placeholder.

"...she put her hands in the sky and left them there..."

Trees! This is a completely novel idea for an Arizonan.

Shameless Starbucks consumption before starting another day of classes.

A much needed sandwich (Ruebens tend to be my weapon of choice when I'm completely disregarding my knowledge of better eating choices. Still, it was delish!) after a long day of travel.

Being a complete dork (and wearing most of my Tucson winter wardrobe at once giving off a vibe I can only describe as Bag Lady Chic).

Some amazing pad see ew and pinot with the BFF on a rainy afternoon.

Bonus points if you can spot the Flight Of The Conchords decal!

A moment of peace and bliss in a super comfy bed with Seattles crisp air wafting through the room.

Before our dinner and burlesque date at The Pink Door (if you're visiting or already live in Seattle- GO! Amazing.)

Post Alley

My lovely companion in debauchery.

Some hilarious and hot sacrilege goin' on in the hospitality room. They served us angel food cake and wine.

Taking a (drunken) moment to be vain.

That's all for now! More to come...

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

High and Dry

Just a quick update-

I apologize for the lack of blog on this blog. I'm kind of sort of getting settled into this new life and trying to recover my voice from all the change...only to keep changing.

Thursday morning I am heading up to Seattle for a burlesque convention with my BFF. I also happen to have family up there that I haven't seen in forever and miss dearly, so this trip is giving me something to look forward to these days and I'm hoping that the Pacific air will wake up a spot in my brain that's been being sucked dry.

Work has been getting better. As much as I hate it sometimes, I feel like I'm starting to become more confident in it and it gives me this eight hours of normalcy. Boring, frustrating normalcy that a person like me needs or I'll float away on this unrealistic bubble.

People say I'm just a dreamer. But I'm not the only one (I hope).

The blues of this new situation comes in waves, but for the most part it's a low tide. Nevertheless- sea change.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011