returned from seattle. and i'm still alive. i hate planes and to be honest there is always a part of me that sorta resigns to not coming back whenever i get on one. but regardless here i am.

wandered around the house cleaning, studing (GRE), cooking (chicken -- now you know i think that chicken is a diseased meat -- i hate touching it), kitten adoring. a full day i suppose.

seattle was a fine city. the weather reminded me of england. at least the last part of the trip's weather did. the rest of the weather reminded me of novemeber in florida. i already miss elliot bay's and knowing that there are coffee shops other than starbucks to be had. of course i miss my ginger-haired faye. and i agree with her, we just fell back into it, fell back into our relationship, into the old jokes and phrases. it does surprise me and then it doesn't. it's all been going on since 6th grade anyway.

the cats were delighted at our return. especially sissy, poor dear, who has been following us around like a puppy as if her attention will keep us from abandoning her again. my mother called to say that she came in from work and went straight into their bedroom to check on them to find they weren't there. she's a good grandma.