Moody Meow

I wrote about the trip, the chaos and the amazing journey here, but it got lost in the shuffle from free wifi to paid and a few moments of “oops” when I thought I saved a blog post rather than just closing the window. It’s safe to say that D and I are finally in Portland. Our stuff got here yesterday. It’s been insanely hot (101 yesterday) and our AC is a little lazy. By lazy I mean - doesn’t fucking work. I’ve learned to love showers.

We do not get our internet hooked up until tomorrow, and I feel like an addict right now. I’m at a Starbucks (yes, you may flog me later, but it’s cool in here, they have wifi and I need to look some stuff up… so I will get with the hip cafes later) and I am trying to cram all of this work I need to do into just a little time.

What do I think? I love it here. Our house is on a very busy street - think Ferncreek, but constant. But we are walking distance to a grocery store and just a short ride to downtown. I love this place. We went to a brewery last night for dinner, and could get a veggie burger. I know this doesn’t mean shit to most of you, its great for someone who is tired of salads and potatoes.

I have more to say, but we are out of time.

Oh! I’ve not called for one big reason — the time shift is fucking me up. So, call me if you wanna chat! I am more than open to chat. Oh! And the cell signal in my house is shitastic, so I keep dropping calls. My solution to this is to leave my laptop on and online so if you wanna get to me, you can just IM me…. but that will start tomorrow.Right now … I head to Target…. ahhh… shopping!