Family Tradition

It's Bainbridge Island Rotary Auction Day. If you've never been, imagine an entire school campus size garage sale with cars, boats, furniture, and anything else someone might want to get rid of. This day is marked on my mother's calendar every year. A Morgan girl tradition since the 70's, my aunt's still come into town just for it. And I'm not there. :pouts: The worst part is I just realized Julie WAS going to work this morning for me. And I told her not to. But, the auction has been open for 2 hours, and all of the really good stuff is gone by now. And Mom did get me a bike. Woo!

Moving Day

I helped John move on Tuesday. Nick was a nice little brother and let me borrow his pick-up truck. And Dad showed me how to tie things down with the mexican tie off, and sailor knots, etc. Monday we packed all day. Tuesday...seemed to never end. Here are a frew highlights. The landlord was late. The room was dirty and furnished (un-benownst to us). The futon wouldn't fit out the door. John lost his wallet. The crazy-burnt-out lady from downstairs come up to complain about noise twice. We had to re-assemble the futon three times. And we got yelled at for parking in the loading zone at his old house.

But it's done!

I'm planning an All-American Independence Day Extravaganza. Red, white, and blue everything. Lots of Sousa Marches. And a few typical american BBQ menu items. All are welcome.

A moment of silence.

I used to live here. So sad.

Interesting.

http://annabroadway.blogspot.com/2006/02/emotional-chastity.html

Strange dreams.

My head is all over the place.

Meh.

Very overcast today. Which meant only one thing for me this morning, that I should stay in my pajamas all day.

Wednesday's accomplishments:

1. Finished BBC's The Office (complete series)
2. Put a letter in the mail.
3. Worked out.
4. Made my bed.

Yes!

Skadoosh.

I made it into work this morning way earlier than I thought I would. Last night Rachel, Nate, John, and I hit up a rock and roll show at the Paramount. Phantom Planet. The Hush Sound. Motion City Soundtrack. Panic at the Disco. I had no idea there would be so many opening acts. Phantom Planet was my fave. Any band that stage dives gets MAJOR brownie points with me.

We were in the 2nd Mezzanine. Lucky for us there are no bad seats in that house. The funniest group of 12 year old girls sat in front of us. All in matching P!ATD sweatshirts fresh from the merch booth and glow stick necklaces waving their cell phones in the air between texts. I remember being like that. ...I still am like that.

We BARELY missed the 11:15p out of Seattle and had the pleasure of waiting until 12:45a for the next boat. Late night delirium set in after McDonald's. It was all for the best.

John was here all weekend. Late night grocery shopping. Pancake breakfast. Kung Fu Panda. The Office. Dogfish Creek Park. Long face. BBQ & bejeweled cocktails. Mmmmm. I miss him dearly.

Thank you, Joel.

For showing me videos on youtube last night. Roommate bonding at it's finest.

I went to the Poulsbo Middle School Spring Band concert last night. It was so fun to see Mr. Adams. I missed the bad band jokes. But watching him glare without hesitation at his misbehaving students in the audience was enough. I miss band. What was I thinking when I let that part of myself go?

Oh. And 6th graders are TINY.

Drama Club

Yes. We cancelled Rachel's party 7 days before the event. We had reasons. And if everyone wasn't so apathetic about the whole thing while we were planning it, then it would still be happening. And that's all I have to say about that.

John found a place to live on the other side of 45th. The roommate thing didn't work out. And it sounds like, maybe, it's for the best.