Sunday morning after too much drink and too little sleep from the nite before (p.s. house warming party), I decided if i cudn't shake a hangover, at least I deserved a big hearty breakfast from Hobbes. After dropping off mom at the airport, i mobiled to friend's house to meet up with them for brunch. Two of them took a road trip from LA to Seattle, stopped by SJ to see me and the house. Sunday brunch was relaxed and care-free, yet i was starting to feel it, yes, the notorious and devastating hypomanic mental disorder-- mood swing. Good days were about to over. W/o too much thought, i immediately decided to tag along to the trip. It was within an hour we were already on the road heading to Seattle. Flight was quite expensive, but i cudn't care less. I just needed to get away, from the mental distress imposed from my mom, and the emotional detachment required to sustain a flimsy relationship.

We took our time driving up, stopping in the city to get ice cream @ Chiradelli, it was like another 3 hours later we finally headed out north. 24 hours later we arrived Seattle, it was 7pm monday nite. Ann flew in from SJ to meet up with us, and took us along to a couple of her friends' place to visit during her brief trip in the USA.

Hated the rain, but heard it was acid free, so free of worry about hair loss. We hit the bed late on monday nite, yet we were leaving tuesday afternoon. Literally it's Seattle half day tour, might as well call it sleepless in Seattle, no time to sleep. Ann gave us a power tour and we got to see pretty much everything in Seattle needed to see in only 4 hours of time.

Seattle is all about culture, good looking and fit guys/gays, and lots of bridges, and also, let's not forget about rain.

And I've made up my mind. I have to move to the city at some point, o/w it'll be a shame in life.