It's only the beginning of May and I'm so ready for school to be over! I can't bring myself to do homework and I find staying in bed or lounging around in the living room so much more appealing than sitting in class. It's (occasionally) too nice out to spend all my time trying not to fall asleep during lecture!
Last weekend my favorite Olympians, K. & A., came up to visit from Olympia (duh...) to see The Tallest Man on Earth play at Western and to have a little fun with their BFFs L. and I. It was great to see them as they always bring the fun and also a lot of tasty wine. Unfortunately, L. had to work all day on Saturday so it was only the 3 of us traipsing around Bellingham...but we had a great time anyway.
We spent some of Saturday at the Bellingham farmer's market, which started up a few weeks ago, and is a great one to visit if you ever get the chance! Though it's still mostly just a lot of root vegetables at this point (alas, no carrots yet) it's still fun to go and see all the awesome stuff the other non-vegetable vendors have. We also had breakfast at The Mount Bakery, which probably delivers the best breakfasts in Bellingham, and headed down to Marine Point to hang out with the seagulls for a while because it was unbelievably nice weather outside.
More recently, J. and I have been apartment hunting like crazy! We've seen so many houses and apartments in the last weeks I thought I was going to give up. But finally we decided on a nice house with two other girls in the York District, just about a ten minute walk from downtown and a 20 minute walk to campus (or we can catch the bus, of course!). It's a great old house, painted really nice colors, with 4 bedrooms and one tiny bathroom! We will see how that goes, haha, but I'm very excited. The house is just about a three minute walk from a nice little neighborhood market and cafe as well, and has a lot more charm than the boring apartments we were starting to feel resigned to. So that's all great news.
These weeks are also stressful due to midterms, which may or may not give me an aneurism, but I guess that's just the way life goes. T. will be out from Pullman next week to visit (he's already done with school for the year, SO unfair) and we are hoping to make it up to Vancouver to hang out on Granville Island and eat some delicious sticky bread from the bakeries there.
Annnnd....I guess I'll finish up this post with my newest poem, a "ballad" that I wrote for class.
Somebody Wants to Love You, Grace Slick
On evenings clouded gray with rain
he plays old Airplane hits.
The wood guitar that's slung so low,
and vowels from parted lips.
With slatted light the cars go by,
their rumbling sprays and spits;
pale fingers trace the window frame,
he contemplates her lips.
She croons to him through speakers now,
his head bowed low in bliss,
he listens close, raw syllables,
that linger long on lips.
He wonders what the sounds she keeps
enveloped in her kiss,
would taste like mixed with steel guitar
and pressed into his lips.
And then the sun is coming up,
the kettle starts to hiss.
Another night with Grace gone by,
a smile twists his lips.