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So! Portland. It's as beautiful and quirky as I hoped. I've spent this past week unpacking, arranging, shopping for necessities for my lovely little slice of ghetto (they call it a "vintage" apartment for a reason!), building cheap Ikea furniture, attempting to get my bearings, etc... Oh, and I read all four Twilight books, including the leaked chapters of Midnight Sun, in about three and a half days. I have no idea what possessed me to do that--they're terrible! ...yet strangely addictive. Breaking Dawn made me want to gouge out my eyes, and yet I couldn't stop reading.
Basically, I haven't been at all productive! No job yet (I know... actually getting out and searching might help a little with that...), but I've got enough money holed away to last me for a little while, at least. Eh. I'll start tomorrow, now that my obsessive need to read those damn books has passed.
Hmm. Spent the afternoon attempting to sort through and delete the 5000+ new emails cluttering up my old, mostly-defunct hotmail account. Mostly junk. But then I got sort of sidetracked reading old emails.
It's funny how quickly technology has evolved within the past few years. For a long time, it was all about email and AIM, which of course, result in an automatic archive of silly conversations. The whole shameful, drama-filled history of my late high school and early college years, chronicled! So painful to relive. And yet, it cuts off about two years ago, when my friends started using just text messages to communicate. I don't know if I should be sad about that... for some reason, I sort of am, masochistic though that may be. I don't think I'm ready to relive all that, yet.
Basically, I haven't been at all productive! No job yet (I know... actually getting out and searching might help a little with that...), but I've got enough money holed away to last me for a little while, at least. Eh. I'll start tomorrow, now that my obsessive need to read those damn books has passed.
Hmm. Spent the afternoon attempting to sort through and delete the 5000+ new emails cluttering up my old, mostly-defunct hotmail account. Mostly junk. But then I got sort of sidetracked reading old emails.
It's funny how quickly technology has evolved within the past few years. For a long time, it was all about email and AIM, which of course, result in an automatic archive of silly conversations. The whole shameful, drama-filled history of my late high school and early college years, chronicled! So painful to relive. And yet, it cuts off about two years ago, when my friends started using just text messages to communicate. I don't know if I should be sad about that... for some reason, I sort of am, masochistic though that may be. I don't think I'm ready to relive all that, yet.