Sunday, November 11, 2007

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I spent all day by myself, in near complete silence, eerily isolated to the point where I actually got spooked by people/things/noises several times as I walked to the store for some paper towels. Walking home, I wondered if I'd ever get used to complete darkness at 4:30. I finished my chores and then browsed the craigslist personal ads to laugh at them.

Then my roommate and her boyfriend burst onto the scene, arms loaded with the miscellany of any artist/musician duo, but most notably a bottle of champagne. Kristen threw silver confetti everywhere while Kyle sat down and played some songs on his guitar.

Teeny-tiny champagne buzz, live music, and general happiness with the Seattle skyline glowing through our giant loft windows. So darkness is what you make of it.



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