so, since being here in seattle i've had a lot of time for adventure, which is--of course--what you do when you don't have a job.
here's a little rundown of some things that have happened since i moved here:
1. i made homemade syrup (i didn't know that was possible until i came here!)
2. i've had some major hookups like free tickets to see the black-eyed peas, franz ferdinand and modest mouse! and free coffee (which is the biggest of all hookups here in seattle)
3. i made a friend at the grocery store
4. i've gotten shampoo in my nose and mouth while showering...you don't even want to know.
5. i met a random girl in a coffee shop who knows one of my old roommates from texas!
6. me and my roommate got stuck behind a guy who decided to take a nap at a traffic light, literally he laid back his seat and we missed two lights!
7. i tried banana milk tea and it was amazing!
8. i have inadvertently become the member of a band called "shayjay" that is harp and drums, it's progressive harp.
9. we have a hijacked couch in our basement with a really funny story.
10. i have drunk more coffee than i have in my whole life (...that's not completely true...)
and now what you've all been waiting for: the slug story!
well my roommate, erika, and i went hiking the other day and there were all these HUGE slugs on the trails! it was pretty cool/gross!
okay, but for real, the slug in the nose story. so, as a preface, this story only involves myself (no huge argument that ended in a punch in the nose or heroic saving of an old woman from getting mugged by stepping in front) it's actually a bit embarrassing, fortunately for you, i do not get embarrassed easily.
so, erika and i had just gotten back from hiking and i took a shower. after my shower i was drying my hair and somehow the cord to the hair dryer got stuck in the cabinet door as i was closing it. and thus began the series of unfortunate events. well, the cord was pretty jammed in there and i started yanking on it to get it out. i was pulling and pulling and finally "BAM" it gave way and i popped myself in the nose. i'm pretty sure there was some sort of cracking noise and i felt a little dizzy. i sat down on the floor, meanwhile erika is in the shower and has no idea any of this is happening only feet away. i think to myself, "this is about to be the stupidist story ever if i just punched myself in the nose and broke it". so i go in to my room because i was feeling nauseas and the steam in the bathroom was not helping. i walk into my room and carrie, my other roommate walks in. at this point i am feeling a little shakey and as if i might pass out at any moment but i play it off. she had been hiking that day as well so she was pretty tired and out of it. we are making some small talk when i feel a sudden wave of nausea and abruptly lay down on my bed and say, "i think i might pass out". carrie, who had no idea the state that i was in or what had just taken place said, "are you sick?" shortly followed by, "do you straighten your hair?" i said, "sometimes. i think i just broke my nose." she seemed a little surprised but mostly confused how this could happen, then she said she was tired and walked upstairs. meanwhile i wait for the blue to show up on my face or my nose to swell to double its normal size. but it never happened and though my nose is still sore (quite sore actually) i am convinced that it is not broken.
the end.
