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Hi everyone! I'm in Seattle.

I met the awesomest sauciest of people on the way, but which one is which I shall never know. seraphcelene, kita0610, fodian, and dakingrl take the cake. Cakes. They all have frosting on top of them and gooey innards. Okay that sounds dirty. Which is was meant to. I will reveal all their dirty secrets post haste. Watch this space. Or actually my IJ.

Speaking of up and moving and living in a new place, which I wasn't, how pretentious is it that some people feel the need to name their houses? Very.

eta: I didn't mean it.

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punk houses in minneapolis all are named. (mpls=big punk/hobo/traveling kid scene.) my girlfriend has lived in houses titled "the squeezebox" (17 people in a six bedroom house), "the ink and stink" (dirty and tattooed) and "the twixt" (gender fucking at its midwest best).

one of the oldest is TMF ("the house of too much fun"), which has been around for 35 years with revolving door renters.

these houses tend to have enough people living in them (say, four or more housemates) that they're oft-referenced social landmarks. it makes sense to say "let's meet at the twixt at noon" rather than to say let's meet at that house on the corner of lake and portland with the tallish fence around the backyard at noon".

though i tend not to live like that, i admit i still name my houses (apartments) because of the cultural rub-off. my current is "the bee tomb."

(good to see you!!)