i promised dan the man a great blog about our adventures trying to move my box spring across ballard, but i am too tired. soon, though!

it's amazing, people.

GUYS
i went down to the post alley free wall today and found the WHOLE THING was covered in this amazing NKO mural, including these two GIANT wheatpaste feet "hanging" from the ceiling. i went down there because i'd seen some photos of some massive narboo wheatpastes and was expecting the wall to be its usual hodge podge of different artists' works... and found this, and IT BLEW MY MIND. it's kind of breathtaking down there.

click to my flickr page for more!

i was just taking a photo of this art last night and chris jumped in of his own free will. so you can't blame me for the combo of boyfriend + little heart. it's HIS FAULT.

ha ha typos are fun

mmm tasty. i sat at christopher's counter last night and picked out the pomegranate seeds for like 45 minutes. i've heard they are good in oatmeal and i'm fixin to find out.

posting again, for good measure.
also vote gregoire!

1. harry potter and the half-blood prince trailer. HOSHIT IMPORTANT PEOPLE ARE GONNA DIE and harry is finally gonna fuckin snog someone. how i react to this movie will help me predict how i'm going to react to deathly hallows -- like, if i feel like crying now, i will DEFINITELY cry later. oh hedwig! :(

2. okay now in real things. this morning i woke up at, like, 8am. i was lying in bed and i caught myself worrying about shit again, like the comcast shit, so i decided to get up and shower and get to work. i moved my mattress, box spring and frame and put it all together in my new room. i started the process of washing all my bedding --whichactuallyishouldtakeabreakandputsomeshitinthedryer-- which is funny of course because nattie promptly decided to take a long-ass, decidedly furry catnap right at the head of the bed -- deciding clearly which side of the bed I'LL be sleeping on all week and which side christopher will be on.

3. i cleaned the rest of the walls in the old bedroom, hauled all the cardboard boxes i'd been storing under the bed down to the storage closet in the garage, vacuumed, dusted, etc. i left the windows open to get rid of the WD-40 fumes and tried for the most part to keep nattie out of there, just in case. i hate having to use chemicals to clean with a kitty in the house, but sometimes it can't be helped.

4. the rest of the morning i sort of putzed about, talking to my sister on skype, putting stuff away, taking pictures of the patio. around 11 bill called -- he'd said he'd touch base about brunch this morning -- and i met him and kristine at vera's for lunch.

5. we went to the farmer's market after that, during which process i ran into both a) jennie and zach and b) kaitlin and rob! yay! we also ran into edstrom and fiz, and bill and i shared some local ice cream, the "secret flavor #2" which ended up being chocolate and toffee and hazlenuts and cocoa nibs. i didn't buy any vegetables. i should have. they four of them also made plans for their shroomy supper, to which i have been invited.

6. so yesterday they got up at 5am, drove out to the peninsula, foraged for chanterelles all day in the rainforest, went to some hot springs or something, had some lavender lattes and some local brews, and came home at like 2am. obviously they are insane. however, they have found it in their hearts to invite me to share in their splendor. i have been assigned to bring a salad. they plan to make noodles from fucking SCRATCH, create a white sauce, cook the shrooms, have a salad and some fried green tomatos, and maybe even have ice cream from the ice cream ball for dessert. i feel a little guilty horning in on their shroom-fest, but they did invite me. when we were at the market and they were talking about it, bill was like is there enough for sara or should we have her cover her ears? i often feel like a charity case, but it's okay. i also felt bad because i cracked a joke about how i need a second apartment on their side of town -- edstrom and fiz live a few blocks further than christopher, and i am ALWAYS walking back and forth, and we're not even eating dinner til 8 -- and they were like "you can sleep at my house" and "maybe we should make it earlier" and i was like "nonono i am already undeserving now i feel worse because you think i'm complaining and i didn't mean to."

7. after finishing at the market, bill and kristine walked home with me and bill -- who i forgot is totally tall enough to replace the need for a full-size ladder -- stood on a chair and hung my lamp with absolutely no problems all by himself. AND i think the wiring was just kinked or sleeping from disuse because i got the light to turn on again. BONUS.

8. after they left i totally took a nap. from getting up early and eating all that food at vera's...! i passed out on the bed for a little over an hour, i'd say. it's nattie's fault, she looked so cozy and happy, so i plopped down next to her and passed out. now, however, i feel all groggy and gross, you know how you feel after taking a long mid-day nap. i'm debating popping out to the java bean for some espressoooooo. (i have a prepaid card, so it doesn't count if i already spent the money! right?)

9. next steps: maybe some kind of snack? i think i'll just make hot chocolate instead of going out. maybe try to unpack the one box i threw all my random shit in before i slid it down the hall. here's how lazy i am: instead of walking to the store that is kind of but not really on the way to edstrom's house, and then walking to edstrom's house, i'm going to catch a bus to a grocery store that is totally not on the way at all, and then catch a bus to edstrom's. that's how much i really don't want to walk to her damn house. chris is really going to have a hard time with me this week because i'm not going to want to walk to house house AT ALL. esp. since i moved into my new room. now i want to hang out in it! and he's going to want us to sleep at HIS house because he's been sleeping on couches for the weekend and will want to be in his own bed. clearly we are in for trouble!

10. i need to stop saying "clearly" so much.

man where is a full size ladder when you need one?!

seriously, guys. i don't know how long this ad campaign has been running but wamu collapsed like 2 days ago and i saw this today on the streetcar when i took it to whole foods for lunch. granted, wamu's been tanking for awhile so it's been timely for longer than two days. i was appropriately scandalized, and giggled accordingly. evergreen bank ain't playin!

shootin from the hip

my photo of pwrfl power was chosen as a finalist at lineout.thestranger.com to win some free tickets to a stranger sponsored event of my choice! yay! i guess i can't honestly ask you vote for me over some of the other fab photos there (hellooooooo saul williams!!) but how exciting anyway, i mean right?! i think that means my photo is at least KIND of good.

best story ever: a week after introducing my office-mate to what little i know of seattle street art via some free stuff from baldmanwatching, narboo and the chicken kid... my co-worker tells me this story. so he's in the bauhaus and he sees a dude at a table making these prints. and he walks up to him and he says! "are you the creator of the chicken man?" (because he forgot exactly what i'd said, apparently.) dude says NO, but then drops this on my coworker's table on the way out. coworker still wasn't entirely sure it was the chicken kid, so he brought it to work today so i could confirm or deny. DEFINITELY one of the best stories i heard all week.

got my consultation today! success! my artist, ruby, LOVES kawasaki's work and is really excited to do my piece. ink begins middle of next month!

was feeling angsty, and my street art shows it.

i didn't leave work until 8 fucking 20. by the time i got home it was just a few minutes shy of an entire hour later. jesus h christ. on the way home, the ballard bridge was up so the driver and a random rider got of for a smoke!!

I GOT OUR TICKETS TO SEE HANSON!!!! We are in the left section, ROW A, BITCHES! Seats 3-5. We will practically be looking up Taylor's damn NOSE.

this is an acoustic show, which is weird -- all the shows in the west coast are acoustic, but as soon as they leave here they plug in. since i've seen them electric i'm not SUPER disappointed, but they are really good when they ROCK OUT. still, acoustic will surely be fabulous, and it's a seated show which is kind of a nice change. either way i'm stoked. we're going to do THE WALK before the show :D

okay so the dentist officially said i need my offending wisdom tooth removed. not only that, every staff person in that office recommended i tell the surgeon to knock me out entirely and then just take them all out while i'm under, and be done with it. surprise! who the hell knows how soon i'll be able to get an appointment. and i take drugs until then.

christopher, meanwhile, has decided that whatever sickness he has is not the same as what i had, and thus wants to quarantine himself when he gets back. and i was like oh hell no. it doesn't seem likely that he was around me for the two weeks i was sick, didn't catch it, and then randomly catches something else from who knows where?! but his theory makes sense: his immune system was distracted fighting whatever i was trying to give him, and it got blindsided by something else. sadness. he and i, we will just be diseased forever

WATCH OUT! STABBITY!!