Marika Malaea

faithful marauder + fake royal

Seattle’s Weather IQ: 2

with 8 comments

Photo c/o Robin Dallum. Macro snow!

Photo c/o Robin Dallum. Macro snow!

It’s a winter fucking wonderland out there. Whee.

I’m thinking tropically: drinks accompanied by umbrellas, and delivered in coconuts by smooth brown men with bright white smiles; bare feet, warm sand; bemoaning the state of your sandy ass crack; food cooked in banana leaves, charred on the outside, tender and sweet on the inside; wrapping your legs around someone’s waist in a clear, turquoise ocean, and floating away; wearing a strapless dress under the stars; getting lightly sunburned on your nose; a salty-sweet night breeze; hibiscus flowers in your hair; white linens; reading a book from cover to cover in one afternoon; live island music; meeting new people who are as relaxed as you; sleeping with the windows open; losing your watch, and not really caring; using the internet or cell phone only to “check in” with the kids, or the parents; urinary tract infections from all the sex you’re having; feeling like the best, most refreshed version of yourself; and sleep, glorious sleep. There’s nothing more depressing than wrapping yourself in these images and then looking out the window in Seattle – but still! Wrapwrapwrapwrap. Mmmm, denial.

Luckily, it’s sunny right now – I’m hoping everything melts off by this afternoon, and that Winter takes a big hint and properly fucks right off. I’m done with this snow shit. I was up by 4:45am for the neighborhood blog, tweeting road conditions, bus re-routing, school closures, monitoring the 911 log, gleaning information from other community websites, and taking photos of the neighborhood – ALL BECAUSE OF YOU, SNOW. I’m ready for a 12-hour nap, but the show must go on. My mantra today: MELT! MELT! MELT! MELT!

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Written by sn0tteh

February 26, 2009 at 5:29 PM

Posted in Uncategorized

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  1. Just move back to Samoa and claim yourself queen.

    Kiki

    February 26, 2009 at 7:12 PM

  2. Queen of WHAT, exactly? Rotting palm trees? Under-educated, overweight Mormons? No. Thanks.

    sn0tteh

    February 26, 2009 at 7:15 PM

  3. “Samormons”

    heh, still lolling

    Matt

    February 26, 2009 at 8:52 PM

  4. also, *right now* the sun, in which i was briefly sitting has now been shrouded. i’m considering blaming you…

    *glares*

    Matt

    February 26, 2009 at 8:54 PM

  5. They aren’t. But WE ARE, HAHAHAHAHAHA. Heh.

    sn0tteh

    February 26, 2009 at 10:32 PM

  6. Um, I don’t think so. If I could control the weather, it would be sunny all year ’round. Although crisp in the fall, and it would snow for two days over Christmas. AFTER I make it to my parents’ house.

    sn0tteh

    February 26, 2009 at 10:33 PM

  7. I can’t remember what gorgeous sleep is like. But I’m willing to find out!

  8. Sleep for a month after das bebe. A whole frickin’ month.

    sn0tteh

    February 27, 2009 at 12:24 AM


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