BED.

I have a bed now. I had just got home from Seattle this afternoon when my roommate pulled up with a twin bed in the back of his station wagon. His boyfriend is moving and got a new bed, so he is going to leave it here. Meaning I get to sleep on it. Sweet.

And it even has drawers underneath so I can start unpacking.

Home Sweet Empty Room

I have a room of my own. It is cute and hardwood floored and completely empty except for an air mattress I borrowed from the roommate of the kid whose couch I was sleeping on for the past few weeks. I also borrowed some drum sticks, a drum pad, and a book called "Stick Control for the Snare Drummer" with a picture of a colonial drummer on the front.

I think this is the first time in two months where I don't feel like I'm still at work.

Six Reasons the NW is Great

1. Tubs of gourmet cookie dough in the supermarket that is safe to eat raw.

2. You order something online from REI and it shows up the next day.

3. Beautiful.

4. Home of Oregon Chai.

5. Amazing microbrewed beer.

6. The fuckin' Oregon coast.

Welcome Pam

My twin sister just promised that she'd read my blog. She said that she had read it once, only because she saw the link on Laura's blog. So, Pam, if you're reading, thanks :) and welcome to the super-small community that is This Is Not a Blog (population: Laura).

I Lied Again.

This is actually my second Saturday in Olympia. The first Saturday I woke up in a random dorm room after getting drunk off my ass on Bailey's, Jello shots, and beer.