sometimes i think i should definitely be single for a while, you know, do more yoga, finish some very long novels, sit quietly, that kind of thing. but then you end up with a stranger profile for like the millionth time, and, well. there you go. i'm listening to npr right now (about how acetaminophen is a silent killer), so it's a little hard to focus on typing in an intelligent way. i hope i'm doing okay.
If you could have a dinner party and invite any 4 people, dead or alive, who'd be coming? hemingway, emily bronte, jd salinger, maybe cormac mccarthy. basically, all the kind of people who would definitely not want to be at a dinner party, which is why i want them there.
Where do you like to hang out? sun liquor (the original), the saint, bait shop. happy hour, so that you don't miss the PBS news hour and you can cook yourself drunk dinner.
What kind of person are you attracted to? i think, definitely, the wrong kinds. (see my dinner party answer)
The last show I saw was The National, last night.
A fault my friends tease me about is my lack of spatial awareness.
It's Sunday morning at 10 a.m. If I'm not still sleeping, I'm at work.
Black or Cream and Sugar
Jason Segel or Ryan Gosling
Fremont or Capitol Hill
Elliott Bay or Amazon
Bath or Shower
Talk or Action
Glee or Downton Abbey