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Going to one of Ramiro's nights at Substation with the Tickler was rather lovely. I got the time wrong, so we had some nibbles & drinks at the Blue Glass first, then got some groove on. Some hippies, some hoopers, some vendors, no skeevy dudes - OK, one mildly skeevy dude while I was ordering drinks, but I could say to the Tickler, "Quick! I need to make out in self defense!" And it happened. And we were good girls in that we confined our makeouts to the edge of the dance floor, which is classier than I've (ahem) been in the past. We shall be doing that again, oh yes.
I didn't turn out the light until 0415 Sunday. Last night I slept from 1945 to 0245. I spent the small hours of this morning doing random stuff in an attempt to make myself go back to sleep. I guess that's one way to adjust to the time change.
We had big wind yesterday, and I lost power from 1600 to 2000 along with, it seemed, a lot of my friends in the north & south ends. How windy was it? So windy that WaSDoT had to open the draw span on the soon-to-be-replaced 520 bridge. Construction narrowed I-90 eastbound to one lane, and I-5 was hopeless both downtown and at the northern I-405 interchange, so I didn't drive out to see my son last night as is usual on Sundays. The lovely cherry trees across from my bedroom window lost a huge limb; biking around Green Lake may be an obstacle course for a few days. Winter and that bridge are delivering one last "fuck you" before we're done with them both.
Fun fact: I seem to be more punctual than, well, every other queer woman I know. Maybe I should be dating military brats.
I didn't turn out the light until 0415 Sunday. Last night I slept from 1945 to 0245. I spent the small hours of this morning doing random stuff in an attempt to make myself go back to sleep. I guess that's one way to adjust to the time change.
We had big wind yesterday, and I lost power from 1600 to 2000 along with, it seemed, a lot of my friends in the north & south ends. How windy was it? So windy that WaSDoT had to open the draw span on the soon-to-be-replaced 520 bridge. Construction narrowed I-90 eastbound to one lane, and I-5 was hopeless both downtown and at the northern I-405 interchange, so I didn't drive out to see my son last night as is usual on Sundays. The lovely cherry trees across from my bedroom window lost a huge limb; biking around Green Lake may be an obstacle course for a few days. Winter and that bridge are delivering one last "fuck you" before we're done with them both.
Fun fact: I seem to be more punctual than, well, every other queer woman I know. Maybe I should be dating military brats.
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Date: 2016-03-15 04:33 am (UTC)From: