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i'll start with the pic - because i totally promised markedformetal that i would post it RIGHT AWAY OMG :)

she took me to a fancy pants members only goth joint near my hotel, woo-d me with boozahol and convinced me to do a sleazy alley photo shoot. ok honestly - it wasn't like that. the photo shoot wasn't sleazy at all. in fact if you an call two girls in club finery bouncing around a dark alley like five year olds sleazy well... wait - now it does sound kinda dirty when i say it like that... ha. but seriously - it was way fun playful and really just incredibly awesome. she showed me a fine fine time and i got to get some dance on and some serious playtime.

the only sad was the absence of my so far LJ only pal tatoodevil who i was excited to meet in the flesh - raincheck por favor.

then she and cohort dropped me back at the hotel, right around 2am and so i loaded up my pack mule self and headed over to ihop with all of my shit. see my plane leaves at 630am. meaning the shuttle / cab / car thing the hotel set up has to pick me up at 430. do i think 2 hours of sleep works? no. do i think sleeping through an alarm works? no. so i went to the drunken nightmare that is ihop and 235am and omg was it this bad when i went and i too was drunk? because being solo and mostly sober it was beyond tragic and beyond trainwreck. regular diners at least give you that night dirty sort of old grizzled man and insomniac artists vibe. this was just club kids from age 15- 45 drunk loud and still hoping to get into someones pants. i waited. got my glam table for one and realized no fucking way was i going to pull out my laptop.  being alone in a restaurant and pulling out yr computer is one thing - and a thing i am not especially prone to. pulling out your laptop at 3am in ihop when there are kabooty gillion drunkards around - no fucking way. so i got some coffee which honestly tasted literally like brown water - and dug into my bag. what should my wandering hand bring to my attention but markedformetal's new book sex & bacon. something kind of perfect about reading that while waiting for food at ihop. sadly there is a small tragedy in reading about tasty fresh mussels and fried chicken and then getting food that was kinda horrible. bacon that was essentially raw, same deal with the hashbrowns - i'm a burny crunchy kinda gal. i want it all to break crunch and pop in my mouth. so let's just say late dinner was not so satisfying - but hey - should keep me from being hungry on the plane right?

so now hanging out in the hotel lobby so that i don't wake up my awesome sleeping roomates, waiting the next 40 mins of MUST STAY AWAKE before the car arrives. thank goodness for wifi because really the tubes are the only thing keeping my eyes open and honestly barely. plus the late night hotel lobby culture is totally interesting. cabbies coming in for a moment of howdy and some free candy. the desk folks getting ready to do security walks and stuff - fascinating.

i'll be home and sleeping in my bed by 10am tomorrow w00t.
what will i miss the most? the bed bed i have ever laid on. omg seriously? that bed is crazy. i called it the bed of doom that is full of win for how just amazing it was. i never once was able to lie down on it without a small exclamation of joy and pleasure.

we have officially landed in seatlle. woot. and i feel like a fucking zombie. waited too long to eat and then the restaurant was slow slow slow slow. i really almost tackled some elderly people for their nachos. WANT NOW. but no. i held it vaguely together. todays drive was short and easy. small change in plans has me flying back to SF on Sunday morning - which means that Sunday is actually gonna be pretty easy on me - so that's a good thing.

we drove through olympia and took a pic of the sleater-kiney sign and rocked out to bikini kill...

  

fun times.

i am looking forward to tonight - gotta refresh the brain though - whooeeee
maybe i'll get in the jacuzzi (omg fer realz?)
we are in a swanky and comfy place that badgerbag found and i am so grateful for these people i call my friends and their awesome taking care of shit skills.

alright - maybe i'll go walk around or something. my roommates are fuzzy sleepy from already hitting the hot bubbly waters while i decompressed by listening to my ipod and doing dumb computer shit.

miss you sf
oxoxox