I think I could write a book about all of the drama that occurs in my life in Seattle......maybe everything just freaks me out more here, who fucking knows. It's weird, it always seems like it takes forever to adjust to a new place. I think you know that a place is home when you get that nostalgic feeling when driving into town from the airport after having been gone, and you first see the skyline of the city in the distance. That's when I know that I'm home. I still would much rather live in Portland than in Seattle, but Im starting to adjust, slowly but surely (probably more slowly than anything).
I took a trip to Portland for a night on Monday, went and visited Spooky and Missy, they hooked me up with an assload of stickers..... Im excited, they're going to promote SG through a really cool "sex shop", Toys in Babeland. If you live in SF, Seattle, or New York, go check it out. They'll probably be carrying SG stickers pretty soon, you can never get enough of those..........
I took a trip to Portland for a night on Monday, went and visited Spooky and Missy, they hooked me up with an assload of stickers..... Im excited, they're going to promote SG through a really cool "sex shop", Toys in Babeland. If you live in SF, Seattle, or New York, go check it out. They'll probably be carrying SG stickers pretty soon, you can never get enough of those..........
ps i heard nelson mandela speak when he did the world tour after being released from prison. one of the landmark memories of my young life (i think i was eight or so), i have to say.