The secret is in the Telling...

I had such a hard time waking up today. I almost turned off my alarm and slept through my math class. But that would be bad, so I just slipped my shoes and coat on and lay in bed until I heard the loud bus outside, then ran out and jumped on it! Here I am at school like a good-girl not missing classes! But I’m hungry because I was too lazy to make a shake this morning, and I don’t even want to go into the kitchen because the dishes are sky-high and crusty, gross and smelly! Eek, I have my work cut out for me when I get home.
SO my weekend was good, I went down to Tacoma after class on Friday, I met Monica at TCC and got to see her photography class. The smell of the dark room made me nostalgic, bringing me back to high school, when I took photo every year, and a semester taking it at Highline Community college. I really MISS IT! I decided next semester I’m going to jam in one more class, Photography. It will be amazing!!
So we strutted around Tacoma taking pictures, until my batteries died, she took pictures of me for her assignment, that was neat! She took pictures of my spinal tattoo and the tattoo she did on my hip. Then went to some industrial deserted part of Tacoma, where we were stopped by the police, they left us alone when I told them we weren’t prostitutes, or crack addicts, just art students with an eye for hazardous scenery. We drank two bottles of wine and played chess and scrabble, typical old lady night! We snuggled with her kitten and took a bunch of photos, then went to bed.
I had to call West 5 Saturday morning to see if they needed me to come in, luckily Quinn loves me and told me to enjoy the gorgeous day with my friend! So Monica and I went to Value Village and I got some new jeans! They’re Lucky Brand and they’re brand new for only 9 bucks, SCORE!!! Monica put on a wedding dress for fun, and we took pics. I love that girl so much. We went to coffee in UP with Theresa, and then had to stay busy because her mom had a dinner date with a private investigator at her house, so what better way to kill time than to go to Borders! We spent three whole hours drinking coffee and looking at photography books, and Post Secret. Then she took me to the bus stop and I bussed back to Seattle and my brother picked me up downtown and we got some beer and watched three movies, and smoked three joints. I don’t really remember what we watched, but one of them was called “Strange Wilderness” or something and I laughed my ass off. The tattoos on the eye-lids is something I will never get over, SO good. And the shark laugh..ah god, good movie.

In the morning we went to breakfast and both ordered something that we really didn’t mean to order, it was very odd. Then he dropped me off at Divinas where I witnessed the worst dog fight I’ve ever seen! I felt helpless, the two Rat Terriers where ripping each other apart, the idiotic owner had the two dogs that were fighting tied to the same leash, not allowing them more than about 10 inches of space between them. God it was stressful, luckily a man saw it and pulled over, I was awestruck, and couldn’t do anything but watch in horror. The man pulled a rug from his truch and threw it over one of the terriers, who had a death grip on the other ones’ face! He got them separated enough to undo the leash of one, the whole time I was asking the stupid Asian woman what the hell she was thinking. Julie and Nita (from the salon next to Divinas) came out to see what all the commotion was about, they were shocked! And I told Nita to get her phone and call animal control, I wasn’t going to let this woman take both of the dogs back so that they could just kill each other later. The lady spoke little to no English; all she kept saying was “iss okie, diss mother - diss father, dey play all de time!” uhm… “They aren’t playing fucking idiot, look, his face is bleeding!” needless to say I was fired up, the woman’s American, perfect English-speaking husband came and took both of the dogs. I had been holding the shivering shaking dog (fucking sweetheart) his poor ear lacerated and his face swelling more by the minute. He was whimpering, and I was crying and shaking too, because I was so PISSED. Animal never showed up because it was a Sunday and there was only one animal control officer on duty in the area. Great!
Anyways, Julie and I were both really shook up, and although we had a lot of work to do, we sat and drank a beer venting about how much that just plain sucked. Then we cooked a huge delicious Mediterranean meal; with homemade taziki and hummus, and I learned how to make a Greek salad. Mmmm! Julie and Robby (an artist helping with the shop) had Lamb, and I seriously considered breaking edge and eating meat, but I decided today wasn’t the day. But I have a feeling that I won’t be able to hold out much longer, I have been getting the urge to each a big ol’ juicy steak, but the urge only last for 5 minutes and then I don’t feel that way anymore. Maybe I’ll get really wasted on New Years and just get a mixed meat sandwich (lol). Oh boy.
I’ll be posting some pictures from this weekend a little later, after I get home and get those appalling dishes done. I’m pretty sure that today is going to be the day I finally finish the last chapter of “ Breaking Dawn” I have no idea what’s going to happen, and I’ve been dragging one chapter on for almost a week and a half because I’m so reluctant to be finished with the Twilight saga that I love so much! Oh well I have another saga that Bekah’s excited to start me on.
Happy Monday everyone!!

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