adventures

CITY OF E-----S .... ;)

Beautiful.
It's so calm on weekday mornings
I wish I lived over there.
Imagine.
Every morning being able to visit the beach, hear the ferries...
Happy little town. Happiness would be living there. Really.
I'd even be willing to change schools.
But I doubt that's going to happen in the next year so......
By the time our house is sold and "we're" ready to buy something else, I hopefully won't be an occupent of this state.
Ah, well.
I can always dream and have fond memories of E-----S.
(hehe)
Anyways, on Tuesday morning I went to Starbizzle and got a venti iced black coffee.
Mmmmmm.
Except they put sugar in it?
What the heck is that?
Barista: Room for cream or sugar?
Me: Nooooooooo.
I don't understand what went wrong.
It tasted okay after the initial shock though, I guess.
So I sat there for a bit drinking, drawing and writing haikus.
Then I walked around town for a bit and made my way to the beach, and drew some more whilst sitting on a driftwood log and watched the Sound. And the ferries.

SOUTHBOUND TRAIN TIME

Finally it was time to depart and start phase II of el adventure.
So I walked to the train station and the guy said that they ran out of trains or something? so we were going to be taking a shuttle bus to Seattle.
Hello, Seattttttle *techo music...remix...mhmmm*

I checked in my baggage for the first time. Don't know whats prevented me from indulging in that luxery before. It was nice to not have to worry about stowing it in the appropriate storage compartments.

But boarding from Seattle meant assigned seats.
It worked out quite well, though.
I was in the isle, but the super nice lady let me have the window.
Guess which side?
.....the right one!
The one I have never ventured to sit on before.
Ohmygreatgoshgoodness.
Best side. Ever. No joke.
So many pretty beaches!
Secret places!
Undiscovered sandy alcoves!
Dreamy.
Totally beats all the farmfarmfarm land on the other side.
Although I do like that too.
But nothing could beat this.
No, sir.

I pretty much just drew the whole way there.
The lady next to me asked if I studied art.....I wish.
Done. With. Lame School. (aka high school).
Honestly.
idontneedanotheryear,freakit!

And if I could drive I could just do running start and go to community college for most my classes.
Cruel to be so young.
Actually, I'm way past old enough to drive.
But the parentals find it rather difficult to communicate and things seldom end well when I'm the middle man.
I have severe communicational defects. Do not use me for that sort of thing. I will fail you and make a super mess.

[/tangent] Back to traveling.

PORTLAND

When my sister and I got talking, we realized that we were both reading Pride And Prejudice and that we were basically in the same place.
So the past few days we've been reading, and today we finished within 15 or so minutes of each other.
You know what that means?
Tomorrow we are going to watch all 6 hours of the old movie version.
And its not like we haven't seen it a "few" times before...
But its different now that we know allll the correct, juicy details.

EMMA

Oh, good Lord.
Cutest most adorable child, ever.
And I'm not saying that because I'm her aunt.
Pictures will be here eventually.
And she can pretty much walk by herself now and definitely crawls effeciantly.
So the other day she was holding onto the couch and moving around it, and I crawled over to her and said "I'm gonna get you!".
Omg.
She went into histerical fits of laughter and shreiked and started moving around the couch again while I was chasing her.
I'ma try to do it again and take a video.

PORTLAND (adventure)

Tonight was "epically" fun. =P
In May I came down here to go see a concert (classic crime, owl city, rk) with two people my sister knew from church that I hadn't really met before.
But now we're frienages.
So we went to go on an adventure in downtown Portland with some of their friend.
Funfunfun.
College age people = more fun than highschooooolies.
Indeed.

We saw this crazy street preformer guy that had machettes and ate fire.
And got gellato and walked around n' stuff.
Ohhh. And walked past Powells Books.
I could spend days in there at a time.

Haha and then we danced to Owl City in the car.
Mostly the Hello, Seattle remix and Dental Care.


And now I'm really not tired.
That's unfortunate.
This room is crazy.
There's no windows.
So the morning feels like the night time.
Whenever I wake up I have no clue of anything.
Good thing good ol' Lyle is there for me with the time.
But seriously, I feel dillusional when I wake up.
It's a fun feeling.

I found a book in here that I think I might start reading. Never too early, eh?
The Book Theif.
Bah, I'm having P&P withdrawels, though.
I keep forgetting that I finished it.

Anyways, The Book Theif :: Marcus Zusak.
Looks good.
"It is 1939. Nazi Germany. The country is holding its breath.
Death has never been busier, and will become busier still."

It goes on to say that this girl finds a book called "The Grave Digger's Handbook". Apperently her foster father plays the accordian.
And then she starts stealing books from Nazi book-burings?
And they hide a Jew in their house.
The way the inside is layed out is intruiging.

LITTLE ASHES

Although I still love this movie, I will say that the second half was MUCH different.....
Be warned.
It is a Europian film.
It may or may not have gotten slighty pornographic at one point...but that is what the fast forward button is for, friends.
And I was right.
It did not end well.
At all.
It ended worse than I imagined.
So sad.
So good.
So sad.

THOUGHTS

I miss New York.
Like, really.
I miss the way it smells.
And sometimes only being able to see sky if you look straight up.
And street vendors.
And Times Square.
And Central Park.
And the Phantom Of The Opera theater.

I heard there was a bohemian part of town.
I want to move there.
Or Brooklynn.
Everything would just be a subway ride away.
Subways.
Love of my life.
"Underwater Trains".
Indeed.
I took one from New Jersey to New York.
And then an underwater subway from Manhatten to Brooklynn.
My ears popped.

I miss the feeling that everyone around me was in such a hurry, but that I wasn't.
It let me relax.
Just like falling asleep when the sun comes up does.

I realized I feel safer in big cities than I do in suburban home areas.
Like, I'd much rather walk alone downtown somewhere, then through my neighborhood.
Not that my neighborhood is sketchy or anything at all.
It's "safe". And nice. And calm.
But I always feel slighty (sometimes a lot) paranoid when I walk by myself around there.

Playradioplay is a good band, I think.
"I think" meaning I haven't fully formed an opinion. But I like them so far.

THE BOOK THEIF

ohmy.
I just started reading it.
I know I am going to love it.
I can usually tell with these sort of things.
Books, movies, music......

It opened up with an introduction from Death.
This is so clever!

"The question is, what color will everything be
at that moment when I come for you? What will the sky be saying?
Personally, I like a chocolate colored sky. Dark, dark, chocolate. People say it suits me. I do, however, try to enjoy every color I see -- the whole spectrum. A billion or so flavors, none of them quite the same, and a sky to slowly suck on. It takes the edge off the stress. It helps me relax"

And it only gets more amazing from there.
He keeps talking about colors.

Bah, fine. I must tell you more.

"Needless to say, I vacation in increments. In colors.
Still, it's possible that you mightbe asking, why does he even need a vacation? What does he need a vacation from?
Which brings me to my next point.
It's the leftover humans.
The survivors.
They're the only ones I can't stand to look at, although on many occasions, I still fail. I deliberately seek out the colors to keep my mind off them, but now and then, I witness the ones who are left behind, crumbling among the jigsaw puzzle of realization, despair, and surprise.
They have puntured hearts. They have beaten lungs. "

Well.
I may be staying up quite late reading.
It's already 2:20am.

I think I like Metro Station, now, too.
I don't usually use pandora, but it just automatically started on this computer, so I was like "Hey, why not type in Owl City?".
Its been doing a great job so far.
I'ma fan of its musical choices.

Good gosh, I have a feeling this is long.
I have no troubles in writing, and writing, and writing.
I would have been doing all this thinking anyways.
Maybe why I stay up till 6:30am all the time?
thinkrawrthink.

This keyboard is really loud to type on. Not a fan.
And its split in the middle.
I think it's time to read now.
Night.
Morning.
Good Morrow.

(which reminds me of a dream I had last night........someone who I've heard say "good morrow" before was in it. we were friends. i was happy.
Haha! I remember Phil Wickham was in it too.
He was playing. I walked by and waved.
He said "Jamie, I like your swimming pool".
I don't have one. So I assume he was talking about someone else's pool and mistook it for mine.
But two musical friends in one dream? Seeing them at the same time?
haha.
I'm a lame kid. Not even going to try to deny it.
But, I will say that I never, ever have people like that in my dreams. So don't think I'm too weird and freaky.
I attribute the PW part to me reading P&P. There's a mr.wickham. It fits.

Kay.
Goodnight for reals, yo.

jk