Friday, June 08, 2007

I Saw You

The paper I work for has a section in the back where they have "I Saw U's"
I've been reading them since I moved to Seattle. I even did a little art project using them once. I would cut out and scrapbook interesting I Saw U's. I did this for YEARS. I have a pretty great collection.

I've even got a few over the years. One from a door guy when my band played at a certain club. One from some girl who saw me in a bookstore with my kid. A few from old boyfriends and even funny ones from old friends/coworkers who moved out of town.

I still stop by the webpage every day to see when they get updated because I think they are really fun to read (And not all of them get printed). I LOVE when I find one for one of my friends and I get to be the first to tell them they have one. It is just a silly little "thing" that I do.

Anyhow, someone just posted one that I thought was really cute.

Here it is:
girl at bookstore, procrastinating
you picked up a Kosinsky novel and something by Updike. Wish you felt like procrastinating a little more, I wanted to make out with you in the back stacks.

When: Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Where: capitol hill
I saw a: Woman
I am a: Man
Date posted: Thursday, June 7, 2007

If you want to read more, the link is here (Be careful, it is addictive!)

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Guest blogger:

(Darian & Zack kitty when they were both just kittens.)

I don't usually let other people post on here, but Jon wrote a comment about Zack kitty that is so sweet and moving I thought it needed it's own post.


It was so strange.

Michelle was out for the evening with our good friend Licia and I was home with Darian. I'd finally come around to the school of thought that maybe it was time to take him in to the professionals...and, I knew if I did take him to the vet that they would more than likely say it was time to put him down.

So, before Darian went to bed, I told her to say her goodbyes to Zak. With many a delicate pet to his head and many a tear from her, she did just that.

An hour later, Zak stumbled by our dinning room table, just under the gerbil cages, and wouldn't get up. I went to his side, hoping to get a look of recognition from him, maybe one of his trademark, familiar meows, but he was totally incoherent and shaking like a tree in a strong wind - that is, if the tree was having unbelievably bad dreams. Calling his name did nothing but make me sadder and drive home the fact that this was the last time we would be together while he was alive.

I was holding Zak's frail head in my hand when he took his last breath, a moment I will never forget. I hadn't cried like I did since Gala, sweet kitty, passed away just over a year ago. They were both the greatest.

I had Zak almost 20 years, longer than I have known many of my friends. He was one of a kind, a true original. He was always sweet, always happy to see you, and he had the coolest set of "eyebrows" I've ever seen on an all-white kitty and a crooked, “Cubist” or "Picasso-like" tail I've never seen before or since. He LOVED "people food" and I can still see the way his nostrils would flare every time we'd bring home fresh orders of teriyaki chicken, his absolute favorite I am sure. That's when he would unleash a fresh batch of those trademark meows I mentioned....again, one of a kind.

I take comfort in knowing that Zak lived long, loved life and was more than loved in return, and I'm glad that we were together when he went. He was more than just a cat or a pet to me - he was a force of nature and a true friend. We all missed him the instant he was gone.

Monday, June 04, 2007

All of your questions will be answered...

Pointless rambling weekend post #9678:

This weekend really felt like the first days of summer to me.
I woke up on Saturday morning, before everyone else in my house, with way too much energy so I decided to go jogging. I was a little self conscious at first because I am the least graceful person in the world while running. I stomp when I run and I never know what to do with my arms. Basically, I look like a spaz. So, one would assume that would mean I would just run on side streets where I would not be seen, but NO! With the recent beatings and muggings in the hood right near my house, I have changed a lot about my walks to and from work as well as where I would or would not run. I am less afraid of looking like a spaz in public than I am of getting mugged.
I wandered down the street for a while when I reached the hospital campus. I realized that the campus is pretty large and busy with people in front and back. So what I did was I would walk down the front and sprint up the back.
The only people who would see me run are at the hospital, and I figured if they were there on the weekend, they probably had better things to be worried about than what a spaz I looked like.
I lapped the building like this for well over an hour. I really thought I might throw up at one point, but then I got to a point where I started kind of laughing/crying. Mmmm endorphins!
It felt good.

After the spazzy jogging session I went home and showered and then announced to my family that we were going to the beach!!
The beach was heavenly! Darian even went swimming! I sat in the sun and read and listened to my *iPod. I am a full shade darker now to boot. (*Best new iPod download: Nerdy Boys by Candypants )

Sunday started at around 4AM for me due to some sort of commotion from one of the neighbors that woke me up. It seemed to be some kind of argument or something. Jon said it sounded like a loop of the same two voices saying the same things over and over again. Why can't people fight between the hours of 9AM and 7PM? Why does it always have to be in the middle of the night? Seriously!
So, I got up and watched a movie to try to drown out their voices (I watched Little Children) and got the day started on a very strange note. Good movie, just kind of surreal at 4AM with a domestic dispute coming from the next room. Ah, the joys of beehive living in the city!

After the movie I wandered around the hill looking for garage sales and whatever else for a few hours. Then I sat in front of a coffee place with outdoor seating and read for a while.
Sunday eve we went to Licia's and buried our sweet Zack kitty. I'm happy to know that he is resting at a place where there is so much love. She is going to plant a pretty Hydrangea bush over the spot.

Today, as of just after midnight, it is raining.

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