And given the best weekend I've had in a very long time.

What incredible creatures, and her friend Trevor too flight from their side of the mountains to come to the aid of a dragon on the other side. I was in such a state of frustration and anger, and the wolves ran up to me so quickly.

I'll never forget the look of Trevor's eyes when I got off the train in Seattle. He strode up to me, unable to look away, and swept me up in the grandest of hugs. Then I ran to meet the wolf and took her in my arms as well and wanted to lift her off the very earth. I imagined tails wagging furiously, as I walked as one condemned, though pleased to be so well received.

We then made the trek up to Bellingham and I've never had a trip take so little time. We were magpies in a tree, chattering and laughing and sharing. We stopped at Northgate, and that's when I started to blush. I felt the care and appreciation of Trevor suddenly manifest itself and we kissed. It was like, the walls of every defense I had suddenly burst into flames and I let so much anger go. ahem!

Well after a lovely lunch - it was back on the road to Bham. We arrived and immediately checked into a hotel and... omg... magically it had been upgraded to a suite... nono. a POOLSIDE Suite! OMGZ. lol. I knew we'd been hoping to give ourselves the benefit of a hottub run after the moving was done but... I'd never expected this! The other room had a king-size bed. (awwwh yeaaah!)

Next, without wasting any time, we picked up the truck and I learned how to drive a massive vehicle. It was time to move.

I'm going to sum this up as quickly as possible - it was very tough.
I punched a tree. I hated saying goodbye to the dog. I wanted to take a mutually owned gecko but decided that she would bring more joy to my ex than me. I felt the way I felt when I first moved into the place - like I didn't ever really belong.

But then, it was over. Just like that, 4 hours later. It was done.

A few hours later, we'd hottubed, I'd been swept off my feet by an amazing man who did nothing more than smile every time he saw me, then took care of any and every need I had - namely that of feeling like the most wonderful and amazing woman this earth has ever seen. A warrior queen, I most certainly am.

Then it was booze all around (for me nothing less than Maker's Mark), pre-funking the downtown bham atmosphere, then sitting at the Copper Hog for drinks, and a lovely walk home in the crisp air. I felt like I was floating miles above the town. I smoked a cigar, protected my protectors and showed them the town that has seen 3 men dump me since I've lived there. Well Bellingham, you can take this lovely single finger salute and shove it up your ass cause I OWN YOU!!!

Oh yeah. And my costume. Was me. Warrior Queen. hot as shit in a short short black skirt, corset-like top and my bitch boots. Yeah. My right hand? Rivven. my left, Trevor. Fuck.Yeah.


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BEST HALLOWEEN EVAR!