I took a promotion at work and moved up to Seattle from California in June. I tend to play a lot of volleyball, which has helped me find some friends up here. Open gyms and leagues have been my savior. Still, I'm actively looking to build more relationships with good people who'll prove to me that I made that right decision to uproot my whole life.
BFF (multiple) and BF (one) positions are open. Now accepting applications.
UPDATE: Got my master's. I'm tired and ready to sleep, now.
Working "9 to 5," happy hour, indoor volleyball at Miller, outdoor grass volleyball at Green Lake, group photos, funny faces...repeat.
- Making homies, BFFs, and squirrelfriends.
- Homophone usage.
- Making lists.
- Making up words.
- Oxford commas.
- Pimping hoes.
- Attention to detail.
I read half of "A Fault in Our Stars" by John Green because I wanted to be all about that young adult genre hype. You know...TFIOS, #TeamEdward, "I'm literally crying because feels IRL," and all that jazz. But then I got busy, so I took the easy way out and finished it via audiobook.
Every bar I walk into doesn't realize it's about to turn into karaoke night.
Movies? I'm down.
Food? I eat everything...especially when it's free.
The smell of fall.
Tortilla chips with my burritos.
My pen. I'm overly pedantic about pens.
Also, I can get your money's worth in free breadsticks...or your money back.
You're looking for your new best friend.
You need someone to teach you how to buffet.
"If you teach a man to fish, you don't deserve me at my best."