SWUD
Alright, so last night Jane short for Jenifer and I went down to meet up with Jish and the rest of the gang at SWUD. I’m still not sure what SWUD stands for. Something like Seattle Webloggers Underground Drinking, because that’s what we were doing. Once again I made an ass out of myself by telling stories that should have been kept quiet. Must I ALWAYS talk to people like Dan about pissing in the street?

Oh well, at least my over-abundance of stories didn’t scare anyone away, although Bryan had to ask Jen/Jane if I was “always this high-energy” (read as “oh my god–someone tell me this woman just put on her special ‘ridiculous freak’ costume for Halloween.”). But lo! It is not a costume. You know how parents tell you as a child that if you make an ugly face it might get stuck that way? I’m stuck in my ridiculous costume for good! Ha!

Let’s see, who else was there…Rebecca talked to me about job hunting, and then there were all those people at the other end of the table who I didn’t get to talk to. Oh well–next time!

It’s windy out this morning–I’m watching the leaves get beaten off the branches.