Evenings out in Seattle

As we tend to do, this past weekend my roommate Stacy and I went out dancing. Friday night we joined our friend Liz at Trinity. The radio station was doing their thing in the red room, and DJ Kazan was mixing Bollywood with some house and hip hop in the blue room. Unfortunately, someone forgot to tell all of the other attractive people in Seattle about this event, as there were mostly Creepers and Butterfaces. Sad times. Oh well, we looked good and had fun.

After visiting with my family for a bit on Saturday, I came home to Stacy telling me that she wanted to go out again. I was up for it, especially when she suggested we get out of our Trinity rut and try a new place. "I did put our names on the guestlist at Trinity," she mentioned while blow-drying her hair. Well, it's good to have a back-up plan.

We went out to Amber, a bar/lounge in Belltown. While I loved the drinks we had, and there were definitely a good mix of people, it didn't really seem like anyone was branching out of their own little groups. So, we threw back the rest of our drinks and headed to our back-up. And it was like night and day!

Suddenly Trinity was reliving its former glory! The girls were few and far between (but more attractive), and the men were gorgeous! This is what should happen every time girls go out. A good ratio (80% men), attractive members of the opposite sex (hubba hubba!), and a good friend looking out for you.

Stacy and I may just have to do more exploration throughout the Seattle nightlife. I will be sure to update y'all on this amazing quest.

Back to work!

~K

Another blow to the fairy tale

Once upon a time there lived a beautiful peasant girl named K. Her head was filled with notions of romance, a charming prince, and happily ever after.

Upon reaching young adulthood, K was going about her merry way when Reality showed up out of nowhere and slapped her in the face.

"Ouch!" the startled girl cried. But it came again. "AUGH! What was that for?"

"That," Reality replied, "is what you get for walking around with your head in the clouds."

The truth of it is, life doesn't always live up to the expectations. My little-girl dreams are not the same as my big-girl dreams.While I am a hopeful romantic, my optimism is constantly being chipped away by the cruel beast of Cynicism. Perhaps my happily ever after will come in a different form than in the fairy tales.

May the adventure begin.

~K

Stagnancy

Sometimes in my life, I get so caught up in the cycle of life. Day after day I find myself going to the same places, doing the same things, and never stopping to enjoy the life that keeps speeding by. Once in this rut, it is such a tricky thing to get out. I've done it before, and I sincerely hope that I can do it again.

Just a few short months away, I will have been on this earth and out of the womb for a quarter of a century. Perhaps in the grand scheme of things, it isn't that long, but it sure seems like a lot of time to have so little accomplished. Every passing moment reminds me of the things that I still have yet to do. My passport remains empty, and I have the last name that I've always had.

Facebook constantly reminds me of all the fabulous things that those around me are doing. I suppose that it's only makes sense to highlight all of the wonderful things you do for the world to see, rather than the dull day-to-day activities (though some people post those, too).

I want to do so much, but I hate facing my own disappointment when I don't make my goals. While the lack of a degree may not change the way my family and friends see me, I see it as a failure. Meeting up with old friends or out-of-town family members and one of the first topics of discussion is the love life. In my case, it is a lack of one. One boyfriend in my entire life, with the relationship only lasting 5 months, seems a bit sad. I've dated on and off since, but it's mostly off. At 24, I still have no idea of "what I want to be when I grow up."

As my life changes, it also stays very much the same. The seasons change around me as I stay still.

Right now I need a jump start.

~K

When Your Spirit Gets Too Weak

I love this song, and there have definitely been some times when I've been weak. Sometimes people will say something they don't mean, and sometimes people say things..that they do mean. Both can hurt deeply.

Friends and family can encourage, and uplift tremendously, but there will still be those occasions when I want to just run far far away, stop in the middle of nowhere, and scream. And cry. It doesn't always make sense, and sometimes it's been a long time coming. Every so often you just need to know it's ok to be weak.

You will get through it.

~K

Summer Plans

It has still been pretty gray and rainy here in Seattle, but that doesn't keep summer away. Oh, no, Seattleites love summer! We start getting out our shorts and flip flops when it hits 60 degrees. I actually hit the beach this past weekend and got a tiny bit of sun.

Now that the overcast skies appear to be clearing, it's a good time to start planning my summer. I'm still not sure how many things I can actually manage to do, but here are some things that I plan or hope to do.

1. Go to Chelan with the roomie
2. Have a wine and chocolate tour day at Chateau Ste Michelle and Boehm's Candies
3. Kayak (back home, and maybe near the Arboretum)
4. Explore more beaches along Lake Washington
5. Take the Underworld 21+ tour through Seattle's historic red light district
6. See Rob Thomas in concert
7. Attend SeaFair
8. Go to the Mercer Island Summer Celebration
9. Watch a movie at Marymoor Park

Ok, can't think of 10 at the moment. Anyone want to contribute some ideas?

~K

The Sailor

Okay, so I will not go into great details, but the "friend"-ly guy has redeemed himself. I gave him another chance, and he managed to touch my arm, hold my hand, and...hmph! A lady does not kiss and tell...



Hintedy hint hint.


X's and O's!

~K

A "Friend"-ly Guy

I do believe that a recent date was the first of its kind. I have been on somewhat innocent first dates where the guy will just lightly put his hand on the small of my back and guide me along. I have been on not-so-innocent first dates where the guy has tried to get into my pants (or skirt...whatever).

My most recent first date was a bit different. As far as I remember (and it was only yesterday), this guy didn't try anything. ANYTHING. No reaching for my hand, no guiding me along, no lean-in for a goodnight kiss...or hug, for that matter. Sigh.

Let me be clear: the date was wonderful. He was a perfect gentleman, very courteous, sweet, and fun to be around. It was enjoyable, but low-pressure. We went to a sporting event, then got drinks with his friends, and had a double dinner date with his friend and his friend's girlfriend. All very pleasant. 

However, it all seemed a little too "friend"-ly.

At this point I am torn between alternatives; this guy has no game, or he was not attracted to me.

Great.

~K