I am not blonde, nor do I wear glasses that are so cool; but that is neither here nor there. I have come to the realization that my face is a pretty common one. Maybe I should put a tattoo on it. A tattoo of a different face on my face would be bitching. Lindsey and I used to plan on getting moles tattooed on our faces when I turned 18. I am certainly glad that we did not.
Rachel Hisel almost had a panic attack at Ikea. It is like hell to her. And Seattle is beautiful, Seattle has beautiful people. But save for one visit in 2000, it fills me with an angst and a nervousness that I can't identify where from the source. What is up, Seattle? I always expect you to bring me higher.