as i grow up i become less and less excited for things. these things could be anything from going snowboarding, walking in the urban landscape through downtown, to even traveling to what people might consider exciting places (canada, camping on mt hood, etc). it seems though there is one thing lately that makes me excited. something i came to loved ( Read more... )

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when you move to a new city you never really realize how many inside things there are. like you grow up in a town, you come to find out every little thing about that town. cheap places to eat, the best thrift stores, places to have cheap good clean fun (well with some alcohol). by good clean fun i guess i'm saying actives such as bowling and ice ( Read more... )

i'd like to think that i am creative, although it seems these creative urges come out at the ungodly hour of about four am. yet by that time, usually, i have had many beers and some herbs. last night was different. i constructed a novel or sorts. i started to describe my house. "an old 20's to 30's home in the west hills of downtown portland, ( Read more... )

i wish it wasn't so cold.
i really want to go hiking.

here comes the sun?

Since it is the future I guess I should explain how I ended up here ( Read more... )

this is where i have been.


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megan and casey came to say with us ( Read more... )

jenelle and i moved into are new house.
i love this place.
its on the hill, 10 min from PSU, 10 min from the NW

its beautiful.
6 more days and megan and casey come.
i'm excited :)