So Much To Write About

When it rains, it pours. Actually, it usually doesn't pour here in Seattle, just a constant drizzle. Except when I have out-of-town visitors. Because of course Pam's first 24 hours in Seattle should include the heaviest downpour I've seen since I got here since I told her it never rains in Seattle in the summer to convince her she should come here. And I don't think I would have ultimately been successful in convincing Caroline and Peggy to stay an extra day in Seattle even if it had been beautiful and sunny and 70° F (21.1° C) like it had been for the previous two weeks. But we did make the most of our 12 hours together by not wasting really any of it on sleeping but instead lots of sushi, beer, a woman dancing with a sword (the w may or may not be silent) on her head, another beer(s) and a shot that may have been red or cranberry flavored, but probably not, followed by Caroline's karaoke rendition of some song that we made her do and she agreed to on the condition that Peggy and I would "harmonize" and I don't remember what song she chose but I remember as being vaguely 80's and I was only vaguely familiar with it, but I think we made up for the lack of harmony it with our spectacular dancing. So, in conclusion, it was amazing. And when it rains, it pours.

Another example of this cliche being true is my jobs. (I am now going to start writing in the style of a high school freshman. I can't decide whether that is better or worse than a non-native English speaking applied math professor--you be the judge.) After complaining about not having a job forever I am now overemployed. But not overpaid, fortunately :-P (omg, I now think in emoticons, among other things, like AIM abbreviations, apparently.) And the best part about my jobs is, as Alisa realized the other day, both of them require me to talk all the time (and maintain an unreasonable level of peppiness) while her job is not talking at all, except for occasionally repeating words in a questioning tone. We need to change this.

Oh, and I hit a car with the duck the other day.