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Maybe you remember that La Fashionista had a rough breakup a few weeks back. I won't go into details, but suffice it to say that there needed to be an exchange of stuff between the north end of Seattle and West Seattle, which is well south of downtown and harder to reach than usual because the main highway bridge is closed so it doesn't collapse under anybody.
Where things get odd is that La F's ex didn't want La F there. Tacoma Girl and Nun to the rescue! I drove and TG navigated. We got there at the promised time in the pouring rain, and then waited for the aforementioned ex to get back from a coffee run. Tacky. We exchanged stuff in the pouring rain. We got back to the north end, unload, get some drinks, and watched a horror movie.
But what's really horrible is the stories La F told us about that relationship. She's well rid of her ex and perhaps especially her ex's other partner. (You knew there had to be a Seattle twist to this, didn't you?)
Punchline: La Fashionista's ex gave her the wrong key. Tacoma Girl is handling communications, which is probably for the best.
I came home to a dark apartment because my block and several neighboring ones had no power. An hour later, however, I'm typing at you. Happiness.
Where things get odd is that La F's ex didn't want La F there. Tacoma Girl and Nun to the rescue! I drove and TG navigated. We got there at the promised time in the pouring rain, and then waited for the aforementioned ex to get back from a coffee run. Tacky. We exchanged stuff in the pouring rain. We got back to the north end, unload, get some drinks, and watched a horror movie.
But what's really horrible is the stories La F told us about that relationship. She's well rid of her ex and perhaps especially her ex's other partner. (You knew there had to be a Seattle twist to this, didn't you?)
Punchline: La Fashionista's ex gave her the wrong key. Tacoma Girl is handling communications, which is probably for the best.
I came home to a dark apartment because my block and several neighboring ones had no power. An hour later, however, I'm typing at you. Happiness.
