Monday 9/24, I got off an hour early because of a client lunch so I headed straight home and called Kodak about my camera and they told me I’d have to send it in and that it would be about $135 to fix plus S+H and taxes and all that so then I’m pissed because this camera is only a year and a half old and a new camera would be like $200 - ish. I called Kassie to rant and vent and she listened attentively…then asked for all my accessories. Then I called Ian and didn’t really rant, I think, but instead expressed my frustration then asked him what kind of camera he would recommend. Then we talked about my g-problem and he was glad I clarified and we hung up not too much later. I cleaned a bit and got irritated with my cat and vented to Sue who’s got her fingers crossed for me. Dad showed up and I ranted about my camera again then showed him the bathrooms and soon we were off to Costco to look at new cameras. They didn’t have anything that made my stomach flip so we headed toward Bellevue, stopping at Outback on the way for some dinner (filet kebobs, with pineapple natch) and proceeded onto Best Buy. I saw 2 cameras I really liked because they were cute, but Dad wanted me to pick based on more criteria than that and wanted me to go with another Kodak, but I told him I was boycotting and didn’t want to give them more money with policies like that. Even though I do already know how to use their cameras and it had the biggest screen. I almost went with an Olympus but decided on the white Casio instead because it was the cutest. Dad rolled him eyes more than once, but totally indulged me. We checked out with a phone call to Aubs, who wanted me to spill the dirty details about Ian but I was with Dad so I obviously didn’t, but earlier Dad told me a story about how she had my back when he was asking her questions about me and Ian. Nice. Not that there’s anything to be worried about with him, everyone seems to like him: Kristel, Eliso and Jake and I think even Susan (the toughest critic I’ve got), but it’s just funny that she wouldn’t give anything up. On the way home we stopped at DQ and I got an Oreo Blizzard and ate almost all of it. I told the guy to pick for me between Oreo and Mint Oreo and he’s all “Strawberry!” and I was like “Ack! No!” He didn’t speak English very well. At home I helped Dad get settled and he helped me get the new tv hooked up. I talked to Susan about plans the next day, said good night to Dad, showered, played with the new camera, texted Ian back and eventually drifted off to sleep watching the news.
Sunday 9/23, I woke up around 10 and finally got Ian to wake up around 11 after rubbing his back and stroking his hair and neck, it was really nice. We were soon up and moving after a little morning make out / heavy petting session and it was about 12:30 or so. He took me to Grand Central Bakery again and we both got sandwiches and he got soup. I wolfed mine because I was starving then I had a few bites of his soup while we looked up "fennel" on his iphone and he tried to identify the fennel by comparing it to the picture of a live plant. We sat and talked for a long time and took our time eating and noticed how many pregnant women there were or people with kids and apparently Sellwood is the place to move if you're going to have a family. Then he asked me if I thought it was coincidence that he lived in Sellwood and there were all these pregnant women there. Har har. We also discussed our "first date" that we're going to have next time we're together so the people around us will have something to cringe at. We grabbed two cookies for the road and headed out, stopping for some music at the library and to drop off some flyers then down to the river. Unfortunately I wasn't feeling on top of my game, but I tried to grin and bear it. I kicked a pine cone around as he talked to Chuck and I threw a ball for a dog a couple times then we parked on a bench by the river. We commented on the senior picture taking kid, the kid on the leash and tried to determine at what age do you finally decide the kid is capable of not being on the leash and that maybe if they didn't have the kid on the leash they'd lose some weight because they'd actually have to move to get him. I tried to turn my camera on to take some pictures but it wouldn't, so Ian took some and since it was 3 we headed back to his car and back to his house. I packed up and we watched about half an episode of Office because he wanted to show me the awkward dating part. I finally told him I needed to go so he carried one of my bags down for me and we stood and talked and kissed for a while by my car and I explained a little bit about my girl stuff and we hugged and I started pulling out and saw he was peeking out his kitchen window (<333) so I waved one last time and headed out. Found the freeway fine and was on my way. I made insane time and was home after 2 hours 40 minutes on the nose (compared to 3 hours 40 minutes to get down there) and only got flipped off (that I know of) once. Well, she gave me a double flip off so maybe that counts as two. Maybe people shouldn't drive slowly in the fast lane then speed up when someone attempts to pass them, on multiple occasions, so that person is forced to cut them off. Bitch. Anyway, I made it home in record time and talked to Susan for a good chunk of it and was amazed I got there and back on one tank of gas. At home I texted Ian and got an adorable one back that he was gushing to all his friends about our weekend, then I was lazy and didn't do much for the rest of the evening except take some meds, ate a large salad and watched tv. And tried to figure out my camera because it would turn on but only when plugged in. I uploaded pictures to flickr and went to bed relatively early because I was exhausted.
Saturday 9/22, I woke up fairly early because of the skateboarding kid outside and just watched Ian sleep for a while and just thought about random things then eventually woke him up because it had been like 45 minutes. We got up and ready while listening to music and flirting then rolled out to some little neighborhood where there was a bagel place. We had lunch / breakfast and sat outside in the beautiful weather (+1 PDX) talking and observing people as they walked by. I thought I saw one of my professors from college, but Ian pointed out that that guy looks like almost any guy since the only characteristics I could come up with were “a beard and a shirt like that” so for the rest of the weekend he would go “Hey, it’s Doug!” and I would laugh hysterically, playfully grab his arm and tell him to shut up. I asked him if he's ever been in a fight and he clocked some kid in the lunch room real good. Ouch. Then he showed me the face he made when he got punched in the stomach which was the same face as something else that I can't remember. He told me how he stares down guys in bars when they try to stare him down first, which totally amused me and had me a bit baffled. We went to Jackpot Records or some place and on our walk over talked about unruly children (+1 Seattle) then perused the music selections for a little bit. We continued on our way and ended up in American Apparel so we could see what size I am so he can hook it up, but we couldn’t find them so we left. He had me call him so I could hear the “boinnnng!” ring tone he picked for me. We headed to another neighborhood so he could exchange a dress for his niece, so we went through all the stuff, and I’ll admit, it was really fun and there were so many cute things in there, but it doesn’t mean I’ve changed my mind about children. I still don’t want them, don’t worry ya’ll. I did, however, pick up a shirt for Harper because it’ll be his birthday in about a month so I thought I might as well pick up something unique for him, and I helped Ian decide on a new outfit for “Paige”. God, he felt so bad about that. We rolled out and headed downtown. As we were walking to the market we were talking about sex and celebrities and he said something that made me mock-pout, but I can’t remember what it was and he told me we should cross the street and fight about it over there and to never be sad again if that was going to be the face I make. I got mock offended. He said something really hilarious right as we were walking up but I can’t remember. We walked around in there and looked at stuff forever and just enjoyed each other’s company. We laughed and discussed things, then took some pictures and laughed at this lady who walked by us singing as if on cue when Ian suggested people watching. We walked a little more then went back to the car and headed up toward the Rose Garden with a detour to Ben and Jerry’s for some cold creamy treats. He asked the girl if it was sherbet or sherbert and she agreed with me and I was like “+1 point – Seattle!” and he protested that there’s no second “r” then gave a “whatever” to shrug it off. We sat out in the sun and soaked it up and headed up the hill and gawked at all the huge, beautiful houses on the way up. We were kind of lost and ended up in a cemetery and talked about knocking the headstones down accidentally while trying to turn around and having them topple down the hill into the road. We eventually found our way to the Rose Garden after we had given up hope of finding it, secured parking and started walking down. We sat in the grass for a while and took a lot of pictures and he got some cute ones, I didn’t really, he’s just a much better photographer than I am. It goes with that whole arty / compositionally inclined character of his. We saw some garish wedding ensembles but didn’t let it distract us too long before returning to smell the roses and photograph bees in the flowers (Ian, not me). We found a makeshift bench and sat together talking and watching YouTube videos on his phone for a while then we took off and headed back to his place. His roommate was there so I chatted with him a bit and he seems really nice and was watching Arrested Dev so he got some points there then pointed out that Portland has less traffic (+1 Portland). Ian answered some emails then we set out on our walk to get dinner and went to the Philly Cheese Steak place where him and Sos used to go all the time and it was goooood. I totally ate more than Ian did. Whoops. I started asking him a lot of questions about his family situation and he breaks my heart and amazes me and I just think so highly of him. I was touched but felt a little guilty though he reassured me more than once not to. We packed everything up and walked back talking about meth and coke and what it does to you physically and mentally and Ryan was gone when we got back. Ian put music on again and we looked at a ton of his pictures on his computer and there were so many of the ex, which made me a little insecure but I need to get over it. We tried to decide what we were going to do and I don’t really remember but I think we seriously looked at shit online and stuff for a long time. We finally decided we definitely wanted donuts so we went to Voodoo Donut. I've never seen such a magnificent sight. Portland definitely got the point on that one. Plus they even have one that's called "cock and balls" because that's what it looks like. A huge one. I got a Portland Creme or something, which had chocolate custard in it. We took some pictures then went and stood next to the cool kids and ate our donuts. We decided to walk to the movie theater to see if anything good was playing and Superbad was starting in about 25 minutes so Ian bought tickets and we sat and chatted for a while outside the theatre then went in. We both checked our myspace on his phone before it started and I got to use it for the first time which made me nervous. The movie was good and I was cracking up through the whole thing. After it was over we walked back to the car and talked about how Ian needs a secretary and how I'm up for the job, but so are lots of other girls so I mock busted his balls. We made it back to his house and I was so tired I asked if I could curl up on the couch in a horizontal position and he said of course and set up the couch so that I could lay down and I started drifting in and out of sleep as we watched The Office. Eventually he climbed onto the couch with me and lay next to me. I would wake up when I'd feel him running his fingers along my cheek or in my hair and it made me smile inside. At some point he woke me up so we could move into his room and he got the covers all straightened out and we fell asleep all curled up together. It was probably around 2am.
Friday 9/21, Peggy let me leave an hour early so I headed home and showered, finished throwing shit in my bag, packed some snacks and headed out toward PDX. I called Susan on the way and we chatted and she told me how the traffic was and provided overall moral support for my drive down and weekend ahead, then Ian called while I was sitting in traffic in Federal Way to get an idea of where I was. I slowly made my way along and after Olympia it finally opened up and I was able to make up some time. I talked to Dad and Mama about going down to Portland and Mom called me out on being really into Ian, which I happily owned up to. Once I got into Portland I called Ian and told him where I was and that I would call him if I had any problems; luckily I didn’t and found his place very easily, though I had to circle the block once and ended up seeing Sos’ house. I was greeted with a huge hug and a kiss and he helped me get settled. We just hung at his place for the night (I got there at 9) listening to music and pointing out which albums in his library that I also have and he played a bunch of new stuff for me and would mock get mad when I wouldn’t recognize one that’s on one of the cds he gave me, but right in the middle of making out I did recognize one and exclaimed the fact. I made him play the one Electrelane song that’s real catchy and we both danced around listening to it. He showed me the coasters he made and he continues to amaze me with his talent and he expressed that his confidence level has gone up because of how much I love his stuff, which I think is adorable and good because it’s so true. He put The Office on and I sat on the couch while he folded laundry and we just chatted away forever. He showed me his photo album and I can’t believe how blonde he used to be and it was great getting to see a little piece of his history. We talked about family and myspace profiles and gave our respective cities points based on pros that came up in conversation. For example, +1 for Seattle because Arcade Fire would be playing there and not Portland, +1 point for Portland for producing better bands overall than Seattle. Eventually we made our way to bed, but he wanted to take a picture of the tree outside first because of how it was backlit, then we went to bed again, but didn’t. Until like 2:30. I slept like a rock.
Sunday 9/23, I woke up around 10 and finally got Ian to wake up around 11 after rubbing his back and stroking his hair and neck, it was really nice. We were soon up and moving after a little morning make out / heavy petting session and it was about 12:30 or so. He took me to Grand Central Bakery again and we both got sandwiches and he got soup. I wolfed mine because I was starving then I had a few bites of his soup while we looked up "fennel" on his iphone and he tried to identify the fennel by comparing it to the picture of a live plant. We sat and talked for a long time and took our time eating and noticed how many pregnant women there were or people with kids and apparently Sellwood is the place to move if you're going to have a family. Then he asked me if I thought it was coincidence that he lived in Sellwood and there were all these pregnant women there. Har har. We also discussed our "first date" that we're going to have next time we're together so the people around us will have something to cringe at. We grabbed two cookies for the road and headed out, stopping for some music at the library and to drop off some flyers then down to the river. Unfortunately I wasn't feeling on top of my game, but I tried to grin and bear it. I kicked a pine cone around as he talked to Chuck and I threw a ball for a dog a couple times then we parked on a bench by the river. We commented on the senior picture taking kid, the kid on the leash and tried to determine at what age do you finally decide the kid is capable of not being on the leash and that maybe if they didn't have the kid on the leash they'd lose some weight because they'd actually have to move to get him. I tried to turn my camera on to take some pictures but it wouldn't, so Ian took some and since it was 3 we headed back to his car and back to his house. I packed up and we watched about half an episode of Office because he wanted to show me the awkward dating part. I finally told him I needed to go so he carried one of my bags down for me and we stood and talked and kissed for a while by my car and I explained a little bit about my girl stuff and we hugged and I started pulling out and saw he was peeking out his kitchen window (<333) so I waved one last time and headed out. Found the freeway fine and was on my way. I made insane time and was home after 2 hours 40 minutes on the nose (compared to 3 hours 40 minutes to get down there) and only got flipped off (that I know of) once. Well, she gave me a double flip off so maybe that counts as two. Maybe people shouldn't drive slowly in the fast lane then speed up when someone attempts to pass them, on multiple occasions, so that person is forced to cut them off. Bitch. Anyway, I made it home in record time and talked to Susan for a good chunk of it and was amazed I got there and back on one tank of gas. At home I texted Ian and got an adorable one back that he was gushing to all his friends about our weekend, then I was lazy and didn't do much for the rest of the evening except take some meds, ate a large salad and watched tv. And tried to figure out my camera because it would turn on but only when plugged in. I uploaded pictures to flickr and went to bed relatively early because I was exhausted.
Saturday 9/22, I woke up fairly early because of the skateboarding kid outside and just watched Ian sleep for a while and just thought about random things then eventually woke him up because it had been like 45 minutes. We got up and ready while listening to music and flirting then rolled out to some little neighborhood where there was a bagel place. We had lunch / breakfast and sat outside in the beautiful weather (+1 PDX) talking and observing people as they walked by. I thought I saw one of my professors from college, but Ian pointed out that that guy looks like almost any guy since the only characteristics I could come up with were “a beard and a shirt like that” so for the rest of the weekend he would go “Hey, it’s Doug!” and I would laugh hysterically, playfully grab his arm and tell him to shut up. I asked him if he's ever been in a fight and he clocked some kid in the lunch room real good. Ouch. Then he showed me the face he made when he got punched in the stomach which was the same face as something else that I can't remember. He told me how he stares down guys in bars when they try to stare him down first, which totally amused me and had me a bit baffled. We went to Jackpot Records or some place and on our walk over talked about unruly children (+1 Seattle) then perused the music selections for a little bit. We continued on our way and ended up in American Apparel so we could see what size I am so he can hook it up, but we couldn’t find them so we left. He had me call him so I could hear the “boinnnng!” ring tone he picked for me. We headed to another neighborhood so he could exchange a dress for his niece, so we went through all the stuff, and I’ll admit, it was really fun and there were so many cute things in there, but it doesn’t mean I’ve changed my mind about children. I still don’t want them, don’t worry ya’ll. I did, however, pick up a shirt for Harper because it’ll be his birthday in about a month so I thought I might as well pick up something unique for him, and I helped Ian decide on a new outfit for “Paige”. God, he felt so bad about that. We rolled out and headed downtown. As we were walking to the market we were talking about sex and celebrities and he said something that made me mock-pout, but I can’t remember what it was and he told me we should cross the street and fight about it over there and to never be sad again if that was going to be the face I make. I got mock offended. He said something really hilarious right as we were walking up but I can’t remember. We walked around in there and looked at stuff forever and just enjoyed each other’s company. We laughed and discussed things, then took some pictures and laughed at this lady who walked by us singing as if on cue when Ian suggested people watching. We walked a little more then went back to the car and headed up toward the Rose Garden with a detour to Ben and Jerry’s for some cold creamy treats. He asked the girl if it was sherbet or sherbert and she agreed with me and I was like “+1 point – Seattle!” and he protested that there’s no second “r” then gave a “whatever” to shrug it off. We sat out in the sun and soaked it up and headed up the hill and gawked at all the huge, beautiful houses on the way up. We were kind of lost and ended up in a cemetery and talked about knocking the headstones down accidentally while trying to turn around and having them topple down the hill into the road. We eventually found our way to the Rose Garden after we had given up hope of finding it, secured parking and started walking down. We sat in the grass for a while and took a lot of pictures and he got some cute ones, I didn’t really, he’s just a much better photographer than I am. It goes with that whole arty / compositionally inclined character of his. We saw some garish wedding ensembles but didn’t let it distract us too long before returning to smell the roses and photograph bees in the flowers (Ian, not me). We found a makeshift bench and sat together talking and watching YouTube videos on his phone for a while then we took off and headed back to his place. His roommate was there so I chatted with him a bit and he seems really nice and was watching Arrested Dev so he got some points there then pointed out that Portland has less traffic (+1 Portland). Ian answered some emails then we set out on our walk to get dinner and went to the Philly Cheese Steak place where him and Sos used to go all the time and it was goooood. I totally ate more than Ian did. Whoops. I started asking him a lot of questions about his family situation and he breaks my heart and amazes me and I just think so highly of him. I was touched but felt a little guilty though he reassured me more than once not to. We packed everything up and walked back talking about meth and coke and what it does to you physically and mentally and Ryan was gone when we got back. Ian put music on again and we looked at a ton of his pictures on his computer and there were so many of the ex, which made me a little insecure but I need to get over it. We tried to decide what we were going to do and I don’t really remember but I think we seriously looked at shit online and stuff for a long time. We finally decided we definitely wanted donuts so we went to Voodoo Donut. I've never seen such a magnificent sight. Portland definitely got the point on that one. Plus they even have one that's called "cock and balls" because that's what it looks like. A huge one. I got a Portland Creme or something, which had chocolate custard in it. We took some pictures then went and stood next to the cool kids and ate our donuts. We decided to walk to the movie theater to see if anything good was playing and Superbad was starting in about 25 minutes so Ian bought tickets and we sat and chatted for a while outside the theatre then went in. We both checked our myspace on his phone before it started and I got to use it for the first time which made me nervous. The movie was good and I was cracking up through the whole thing. After it was over we walked back to the car and talked about how Ian needs a secretary and how I'm up for the job, but so are lots of other girls so I mock busted his balls. We made it back to his house and I was so tired I asked if I could curl up on the couch in a horizontal position and he said of course and set up the couch so that I could lay down and I started drifting in and out of sleep as we watched The Office. Eventually he climbed onto the couch with me and lay next to me. I would wake up when I'd feel him running his fingers along my cheek or in my hair and it made me smile inside. At some point he woke me up so we could move into his room and he got the covers all straightened out and we fell asleep all curled up together. It was probably around 2am.
Friday 9/21, Peggy let me leave an hour early so I headed home and showered, finished throwing shit in my bag, packed some snacks and headed out toward PDX. I called Susan on the way and we chatted and she told me how the traffic was and provided overall moral support for my drive down and weekend ahead, then Ian called while I was sitting in traffic in Federal Way to get an idea of where I was. I slowly made my way along and after Olympia it finally opened up and I was able to make up some time. I talked to Dad and Mama about going down to Portland and Mom called me out on being really into Ian, which I happily owned up to. Once I got into Portland I called Ian and told him where I was and that I would call him if I had any problems; luckily I didn’t and found his place very easily, though I had to circle the block once and ended up seeing Sos’ house. I was greeted with a huge hug and a kiss and he helped me get settled. We just hung at his place for the night (I got there at 9) listening to music and pointing out which albums in his library that I also have and he played a bunch of new stuff for me and would mock get mad when I wouldn’t recognize one that’s on one of the cds he gave me, but right in the middle of making out I did recognize one and exclaimed the fact. I made him play the one Electrelane song that’s real catchy and we both danced around listening to it. He showed me the coasters he made and he continues to amaze me with his talent and he expressed that his confidence level has gone up because of how much I love his stuff, which I think is adorable and good because it’s so true. He put The Office on and I sat on the couch while he folded laundry and we just chatted away forever. He showed me his photo album and I can’t believe how blonde he used to be and it was great getting to see a little piece of his history. We talked about family and myspace profiles and gave our respective cities points based on pros that came up in conversation. For example, +1 for Seattle because Arcade Fire would be playing there and not Portland, +1 point for Portland for producing better bands overall than Seattle. Eventually we made our way to bed, but he wanted to take a picture of the tree outside first because of how it was backlit, then we went to bed again, but didn’t. Until like 2:30. I slept like a rock.
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