Holy Shit.
So I guess no one writes in Livejournal anymore, which is a damn shame, because I kind of enjoyed reading it!
Well, I just spent some time outside looking at Mt. Hood because it's a beautiful and clear day today in the ROse City!
Wooohoooo!
One more hour to go here in the shit hole that they call Portland State...University, that is. The shitty security people won't let me in sometimes when the front door is locked because they keep looking at the wrong record or something shitty like that.
My boyfriend Doug is moving here this weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is probably the foremost thing on my mind of late.
I just got done house-sitting for my cello teacher in Vancouver, which meant that the commute was shittier than usual for a few days....
Starting this weekend I will be living in the city proper! 1831 SE Hawthorne. hmmm
A very convenient location, it appears!
Beavertron no more!
Forward ho!
(theme song plays...)
I am not a hero.
I don't even look or act like one....
I might be incredibly selfish, but narcissism doesn't allow for objectivity so how should I know?!
I'm just rambling now because I need to waste time here at work, and oooh 54 more minutes!!!
I suppose I could just leave early, but then honesty would force me to put the correct time on my time-sheet and I wouldn't make as much money....
The golden rule!!!
Did I mention our band?
Doug and I are starting a musical project and calling ourselves Frigid Housewives!
Sample song titles include:
Glory Hole Blues
Wanton Song
Sex Fault
ETC.
The album will be a fake live album entitled "Live at the Glory Hole"......
Drum machine, ukelele, guitar, casio, and cello will be used to great effect.
burble burble burble..................................
Well, I just spent some time outside looking at Mt. Hood because it's a beautiful and clear day today in the ROse City!
Wooohoooo!
One more hour to go here in the shit hole that they call Portland State...University, that is. The shitty security people won't let me in sometimes when the front door is locked because they keep looking at the wrong record or something shitty like that.
My boyfriend Doug is moving here this weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is probably the foremost thing on my mind of late.
I just got done house-sitting for my cello teacher in Vancouver, which meant that the commute was shittier than usual for a few days....
Starting this weekend I will be living in the city proper! 1831 SE Hawthorne. hmmm
A very convenient location, it appears!
Beavertron no more!
Forward ho!
(theme song plays...)
I am not a hero.
I don't even look or act like one....
I might be incredibly selfish, but narcissism doesn't allow for objectivity so how should I know?!
I'm just rambling now because I need to waste time here at work, and oooh 54 more minutes!!!
I suppose I could just leave early, but then honesty would force me to put the correct time on my time-sheet and I wouldn't make as much money....
The golden rule!!!
Did I mention our band?
Doug and I are starting a musical project and calling ourselves Frigid Housewives!
Sample song titles include:
Glory Hole Blues
Wanton Song
Sex Fault
ETC.
The album will be a fake live album entitled "Live at the Glory Hole"......
Drum machine, ukelele, guitar, casio, and cello will be used to great effect.
burble burble burble..................................