white and incredibly passive

[kornflakee]

I am thinking of moving, mayhaps to Portland or Seattle. I have a sneaking suspicion that Olympia wants to smother me in my sleep and I want to get out of this relationship before I start getting black eyes. Then I'll have to start telling everyone that I fell down the stairs while doing laundry or took some damage while attempting to beat a barn owl to death (I really do want to beat a barn owl to death and at one point punch it in its head at such an angle that would cause it to spin in a both cartoonish and comical fashion).

Portland is an intriguing place. It fills me with the sort of feeling I had upon coming to Olympia, sans blindingly large amounts of naïvety.

But I have proven that I infrequently actually follow through with anything.