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So, updates. I should really start trying to form a habit around this. Wake up, shower, shove down a bowl of Cheerios, blog. Until I do that though, everyone just has to hold on.

On our last episode, I left preparing to kayak on Lake Washington. What I didn't mention was that we were going to go to Mikey's that night, meet a lot of people, drink far too much, make an ass out of myself, and generally have one of the worst nights ever. So naturally, the next morning I was like living death. Dawn was mad at me (I don't blame her.) I knew we had to go kayaking, and there was no way I would back out, despite the fact that I was almost certain I'd die if we did. I choked down a hot dog bun, and we were out the door - I actually started feeling a lot better, and we spent 2 hours out kayaking, it was a great time. I'll have to do a lot more of that before summer's over - 'specially since we found a place where you can get a kayak all day for $25.

The rest of the day was spent grocery shopping, and staying at home - an enjoyable day, all things considered. Sunday, we rose late-ish, and set out for the EMP (Experience Music Project). It's a huge monument to music, designed by Frank Gehry and filled with memorabilia by Paul Allen. Aside from the high cost of entry, it's really a cool place - the whole history of modern music in one building, with a lot of interactive-type stuff. Plus, they had an art exhibit comparing 19th-century works to seemingly unrelated 20th-century works, and you were invited (and assisted, via audio-guide) to find parallels. It was neat. After that, we wandered around the Seattle Center for a while (who knew they had a whole amusement park in there? Not me.) After that, back home briefly, then out with Mikey to get his ear pierced and get some dinner at Broadway Grill. The piercing was just OK, but the dinner was good. Then, back to my place to play XBOX 360 in glorious high-definition on the big screen. Frogger is *way* better when it's 4 feet wide.

Monday, down to the Seattle Aquarium (which we'd spied from the market a few days earlier), and then up to the market for a little wandering and light shopping before dinner at Anthony's. Dinner was delicious, but it took our server three tries to make the connection between bringing people bread and butter and providing them a knife with which to spread the butter. Aside from that, delightful. Afterwards, back home, and Tuesday back to the grind.

Tuesday evening we swung by Noah's for his birthday party, but it was simmering down, so we left quick-ish (leaving Mikey to look after Noah, who apparently needed looking after). Wednesday, more of the same - we did finish hanging shelves in my apartment though, so I can finally store my DVDs as they were meant to be stored. Hooray!

This morning was a disaster. I stayed up until about 3 reading Angels and Demons, by everyone's favorite scientific-religious conspiracy theorist Dan Brown (like the Da Vinci code, but crazier) and then was woken at about 7 by Dawn telling me we should watch the news, apparently there was some kind of terrorist thing, and what a good day we'd picked to fly. If you didn't read about the terrorist thing, go read about it - apparently British authorities foiled an operation in the UK, so the TSA raised the American terror level to Orange, which is the level at which you must wait in line 3 hours and empty all your toothpaste in order to get on a plane. So, I went to work for about two hours, then came home and got Dawn, getting her to the airport three hours before her flight - she made it to the gate 5 minutes before takeoff, and was nearly denied a seat. At least she made it, I guess. The line at the airport was *ridiculous*. Out the door, into the garage, and all the way to the end of the garage level, easily a quarter-mile of security line - and not even a movie-themed ride at the end.

That's about it - I came back home, got some work done, had dinner, and now here I am. I'll try to keep you a little more regularly posted from now on, provided there's stuff to keep you posted about.


1 Responses to “Why does everything have to be so hard?”

  1. Anonymous Anonymous 

    What's the title of this entry all about? Huh? I miss you already. I love you. Thanks for a great week in Seattle!

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