The Lookout, Capital Hill

Went here the other day on the date with Mr. Financial Adviser. It was quite nice. Had some macaroni! No salads for this girl. (Though really I do love salads.) It had bacon in it, which you would think would make it ten times better then normal mac n cheese, but no. It was still just mac n cheese.

The view was awesome however.

 The Lookout on Capital Hill

I would give it a 3 out of 5 stars. The food was pretty okay, the waitress was nice. It was almost impossible to get a seat outside and when we did we were seated by some construction they were doing on the patio. But the view! That's such a Washington thing. "Look at the mountain today!" is our motto here. I used to get irritated with my mom for being so crazy about a damn mountain, but now whenever I'm driving and I see it I do exactly the same thing. Oh Washington.

 

I'm sure this is super interesting to ya'll, 

but this is the Klahowya, the ferry I ride every morning. 

We're on a first name basis and stuff. No big deal.

I am kind of like a hobo these days; I have my hamper of clothes in the trunk for my two jobs (Pants, t-shirt and TOMS for the youth theatre, Black dress, fishnets and high heels for other theatre. Hamper very necessary.), my quilt and pillow in my backseat for my 6:30 ferry ride and my millions of library books which are probably overdue. And the detritus of a million Starbucks runs. It's not pretty. Now all I need is a grocery cart and a sign and I'm all set.

It would probably say, "Please let me sleep." Which is not even close to being as cool as this dude:

My relationship with homeless people is very complicated, having 

grown up in Seattle. I am a pretty compassionate person, but when it

comes to the homeless people in the city, I pretend they don't exist. I 

was taught this from a very young age. So I feel bad for them and all,

but also do not acknowledge their presence.

This week at work I am sitting at the front desk, answering calls and making appointments. It's all very Mad Men (If the women on Mad Men wore khakis and had to deal with children running around the lobby pretending to be pirates).

 

So not so much.

In any case, I will probably be posting a lot! Normally I would be running around pretending to be a turtle, or whatever my classes require me to be, but this week I am "secretary". Not my favorite role.

I'm going to go answer phones now. Potentially in a British dialect. Like MonePenny.The best secretary ever.

That's more like it! Ta!