WOOT (Expression of excitement)
On the first I shall be in Portland for a duration of forty three and a half Jupiter days, thats 18 earth days. Yay, I miss the sweet smell of Oregon. I always seem to forget it days after I leave. I remember when I came home from boot camp, it was three months next to an airport mixed with the stagnant stench of sweat, and sometimes blood. The stale scent of concrete, and sand. The second I stepped off the plane in Portland, I was assaulted by that sweet, fertile smell that I took for granted my whole life. I look forward to that again. I just got back from my "vacation" yesterday, and I wasn't shot in the face... that's nifty.