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I made it safely into Washington

Before I flew out, I had made a cake and shared it with Corey's school friends (one of which is back in WA too)




And I shared a snack with my ham ham

Moliere loves the kettle corms

Corey and I had pho for lunch before my friday photoshoot


I flew Southwest airlines and had completely forgotten it was open seating. I was in the first boarding group and sat next to the window, apparently I was scary looking, because no one sat next to me.


Random out the plane window pictures as we were coming into Seatac

(was that neccessary? Or are people really that stupid?)




As I had hoped, there was a nice thick cloud cover over Seattle and when we were descending, we spent a good 30 seconds in solid cloud fluff



I'm so happy to be home. I don't even mind (well, sort of) that I am woken up every morning at quarter to 6 by the dog to go on a walk. I love how my cheeks redden in the crisp fall air and that I can truly breathe here. The silence and vast amounts of trees is freeng. If Sacramento thinks they're the "City of Trees" they don't know what a fucking tree is. They're more like the City of Shrubbery!.

There's a great greenbelt in Corey's parents' neighborhood (which is where I'm staying to doggy sit) by the powerlines, so Molly and I took a walk over there and irritated some ducks







I've been inducted into a chevy family and was given keys to 2 of the 3 chevys in the drive way


The El Camino (as seen in my Family classic album) is out of commission right now, plus I'd be afraid to try to drive it without instruction of its running.

I've spent some time with my mom too in the last few days. We haven't argued yet. Being back in that house is kind of depressing, and my mom doesn't understand why I'll be living with Corey at his parents' house when we move back and are looking for an apartment of our own. Everything at my parents house is pretty much the way I left it, falling apart and uncomfortable. It doesn't feel like home without my fat cat Tj any more...and the new dog is not a fan of me. There's a horrible smell of aging that haunts me, and one of our other cats is deeply sick...the other one has turned into a damn blob


Teh Blob

And Kumara is slowly warming up to me

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I don't like this sleeping without Corey thing. But I have one of his shirts, the Ugly Dolls he bought me and a blanket of his he had left here, plus the room I'm sleeping in his old room and still smells like it did when he lived here
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I'm overcaffeinating myself and it's not quite working. Molly barely lets me sleep even after her walks and I've just been running and running since I got here. My friend gave me a smut book to read and I keep checking up on my set
(http://suicidegirls.com/members/Cadavre/albums/site/20894/).

My dad has me working while I'm here too, which will come in handy for buying Corey and birthday/anniversary present.

I'm cold and feeling snuggly. I think I'm gonna curl up til someone calls me or claims me....hmmm

I leave you...with BOOBS!


And again a HUGE thank you to everyone's comments and love on my sets. And to the people who have a problem with my tits not coming out sooner, kiss my pale ass....it's a fucking see-through bra....