Breezy all at Sea

I can’t think of anything clever to title this post. Most of my posts recently are a mish-mash of my thoughts and events. This won’t be any different.

Saturday I saw the Time Traveler’s Wife. I only cried once. I thought the adaptation of the book was done fairly well. And I think Rachel McAdams is a seriously underrated actress. Eric Bana too. They were both excellent in my opinion.

That night was my friend J’s bachelorette party. She kept harassing me all week on whether or not I was going. I told her I didn’t know and it depended on my mom. I finally had to be a bit rude and ask her to stop asking me because she asked me four times in two days. Annoying much? So my friend G and I went. It was okay. She was actually kinda rude to me but there were a few old acquaintances there that I was glad to see. The group decided to go to a well known gay club and G and I didn’t feel like going. So on a whim, we headed downtown to our old haunt, a crazy club. At first it was kinda of a novelty, returning to our old stomping grounds. This is the place we used to go every weekend. Every weekend. And we used to have a grand old time. Crazy stories from that place. But after about 5 minutes, I realized I’m too old for that kind of place. I got bumped into, drinks split on me, nasty guys trying to grasp me into dancing, etc. So after about 30 minutes, I finally convinced G to leave. She would have stayed until closing, but I just couldn’t take it any longer. Ugh.

Yesterday was low key. My brother is being a total asshole. He came over Saturday night and as usual, turned into a 12 year old jerk and was so inconsiderate to me that I got mad and we got into a fight. He just pisses me off so badly. So yesterday they were supposed to come over for dinner and he cancelled. My mom is so upset. He treats my parents so rudely and most often, only contacts them for money or to complain about something his wife has done.

So really, the ONLY reason I would move back here is for my parents. My friends have showed their true colors. I haven’t found a job and I don’t know about the weather here. I’m freezing. 70 is almost too cold for me now! But I feel major responsibility to help take care of my parents. Is that enough to move back? I don’t know. I just want a job and a man already. Grr.

Tomorrow I’m going to drive around Seattle and check out neighborhoods that I would be interested in living in. And then I’m meeting ONE friend out of a number of people I emailed for happy hour. See what I mean? No one responds. People here are LAME!!!

So another Monday is here and it’s already mid June. Jeez, where has the time gone? I’ve almost lived here for one year and I’m still unemployed and single. But I do have some great friends, an active social life and better weather (most of the time) to live in.

I’m not feeling 100% today. Some type of permanent headache has taken up residence in my head and made me a bit grumpy and tired and kinda icky feeling. I’m hoping that resting the rest of the day will expunge it.

I saw the Hangover this weekend. Run, don’t walk, to see it. SOOOO hilarious!

I met a sorta cute Englishman the other night at a local pub/tavern. He was nice to talk to and we discussed our cravings for British foods (yorkshire pudding, roast potatoes, bakewell tarts and other assorted treats). When my friend and I went to leave, he told me I had such a sweet voice and he’d love to call me. If he does, I’ll go out with him. Not really my type physically and he’s a wannabe actor, but he was nice enough and it could be fun.

My roommate is driving me a bit bonkers. But thankfully she is gone for the rest of the night so I can rest in peace on the new couch she bought that is pretty comfortable and nice.

I had a weird job interview the other day that turned into an offer last night at 7pm. After careful thought and prayer, I’ve decided not to take it. I just had a really bad gut instinct about it and it’s doing criminal defense felony work. Also, I’d be a paralegal and there was a lot of hemming and hahing about the compensation I’d be receiving. I don’t feel like going into all the details, just that I feel like it was right to turn it down. Here’s to hoping something better turns up this week.

Not much else is going on. I’m a bit homesick and can’t afford to go home so that sucks. But again, living here on my own is superior to living at home with my parents and crappy friends that seem to inhibit the wonderful PacNW. I really feel like a California Girl. We’ll see. London seems to be calling my name too…