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[noog]

My schedule was free tonight, and I didn't feel like hanging around home, so I spent my evening eating dinner, visiting, and generally being the dutiful family member with my grandmother and her friend Stan. For the most part, it was good-- I always enjoy when people make me dinner, and I'm just starting to learn to sew, so my grandma let me fuck

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[noog]

I think the US is home to me, but also Portland. Granted, a lot of it is people, who unfortunately do things like move to other cities, but a lot of it is just the city itself. The culture, the places, the size-- all of it. I feel the same sense of... disjuncture, I suppose... when I spend long periods of time in parts of the US which are not Portland. I always want so badly to go back.

In all likelihood, I will apply to grad school this year, and then make a decision about whether to go the next year or defer for a year. I'd prefer to defer, but given that the economy is currently in the shitter, I may not have much of a choice in the matter.

I'm still making decisions about what I want to do with my life, as well. I may want to become a professor, sure. Or I may want to be a writer/editor for a feminist or queer-oriented publication. Or I may want to be some sort of social worker. Or, as I was discussing with Melanie last night, I might want to work at a college or university at a women's or LGBT center, as opposed to working as a professor. At this point, I'm not sure where I want to go, and it's kind of stressful, given that time is running out.

We shall see, I suppose.