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the problem with karaoke hotel california karaoke tonight was fun fun, it is so good to see mr. andy ess, my fave. he sang the cure while wearing a cure shirt. so meta! i went to the coast today with my sister and we saw the tillamook cheese factory and its assembly lines, and then i bought cheese curds even though i think they're kinda gross. we stopped at a couple of beaches and poked at the sea life - many huge starfish and sea anenomies (semen enemies!). slippery rocks and a few awesome dogs. we chased a rainbow. we went to a thrift store and i got an excellent pastel colors 80s sweater. she bought a shitpot full of stuff. crazy lady. we stopped at haystack rock, and the tide was low - more rocks and tide pools and sea thingies to poke (semen enemies look like dirty wet balled up gym socks when their tentacles are not spread). i was really hungry for most of the day (note: i have forgotten how to feed myself. i am hungry right now), we went up to astoria and drove around as i desperately searched for this one seafood place that i went to once three years ago. i found it, and we got fish and chips and boy was that halibut farking delicious. but i ate too fast and got full and felt gross (see above note). panicked trip to bathroom in a gas station minimart that smelled severely like old old chocolate. outside it smelled like bad farts - many paper mills pulping away in the night. we made it all the way back without incident, which is good since it is illegal for me to be driving the rental. hoo ha. we split up tonight - she went to a show to meet up with friends, and i went to the karaoke. but now i can't find her (not answering phone!) and am sisterly worried. i should just go to sleep, but i am kinda hungry. maybe there is something good in tv. |
