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good morning. i woke up at 5:00am and couldn't fall back asleep.
i'm in los alamitos, california, visiting my family. it's been a good time, except all the sports bars.
portland is great. the city is so aesthetically pleasing and people there are genuinely happy. i have a small but eclectic group of friends, although sometimes i do get lonely. i work a lot but probably not as much as i did in columbia. i make a living playing with yuppies' dogs, and making pizza for the drunken and/or stoned masses. both jobs are fun! but weird hours. i live with some nice folks but i think i need to live in a punk house to really thrive. or maybe just not a house of uptight, out of touch, art students... i've had some gentlemen callers: an organic farmer with bad teeth and a half sleeve of vegetable tattoos, and this dreamy younger guy who will never be as interested in me as he is his track bike. i'm afraid to say that i've spent a little too much time cultivating these "relationships" and not spending enough time on myself (i.e. the story of my life). i made a to-do list three pages long but i have a sinking feeling the winter weather will keep me indoors. on that note, portland is under, like, eight inches of snow right now. it's beautiful but it's making it difficult to get around town.
so yeah, things are great but could be better, but i think i'm pretty well adjusted for three and a half months in.
hope you're all doing well!
i'm in los alamitos, california, visiting my family. it's been a good time, except all the sports bars.
portland is great. the city is so aesthetically pleasing and people there are genuinely happy. i have a small but eclectic group of friends, although sometimes i do get lonely. i work a lot but probably not as much as i did in columbia. i make a living playing with yuppies' dogs, and making pizza for the drunken and/or stoned masses. both jobs are fun! but weird hours. i live with some nice folks but i think i need to live in a punk house to really thrive. or maybe just not a house of uptight, out of touch, art students... i've had some gentlemen callers: an organic farmer with bad teeth and a half sleeve of vegetable tattoos, and this dreamy younger guy who will never be as interested in me as he is his track bike. i'm afraid to say that i've spent a little too much time cultivating these "relationships" and not spending enough time on myself (i.e. the story of my life). i made a to-do list three pages long but i have a sinking feeling the winter weather will keep me indoors. on that note, portland is under, like, eight inches of snow right now. it's beautiful but it's making it difficult to get around town.
so yeah, things are great but could be better, but i think i'm pretty well adjusted for three and a half months in.
hope you're all doing well!