is in PORTLAND.
Hello. Not that that means much, as I had a party night last night and am just chillin’ in my space for the night. Not sure what else to get myself into! Last night was so fun that the jack I use to hook my laptop(music,movies,youtube) to the better stereo system BROKE off in the hole and now I have no sound unless I gingerly HOLD one wire to the jack stuck in the hole. In a frantic to fix I’ve been to the Portland Apple Store, only to make myself an appointment for MONDAY! Fuck me, sound is my life! I started at attempt to actually get in my car and drive 20 minutes to a mall outside of town who IS seeing people at the Genius Bar tonight. I asked, “am I that desperate, and am I that attached to these things, these sounds? Oh a little silence never killed anybody. And did I really want to spend my first Saturday night in Portland on a Highway to a Mall in the Burbs for Tech Support. HELL NO.
So here I sit, in the blankness. Listening to the water run in the other room, to the flow of hot air from the old vent go on and off and a few noises from outside. Portland is quiet, too.
But it is wonderful, and I feel it in a wonderful way! So there’s that!
Being new anywhere is so clean and anonymous…. muahahah, only a matter of time, now!
I like how clouds, sun, and rain stop and start, they give everything life and constant change…
There is a lesbian bar not to far from here, maybe I’ll drink a few and go there, for a sight.
AND, maybe I’ll relax in bed all night with my laptop, a movie, and my hand gingerly holding the wire to the jack, producing sound.
There is love here, look:
The Belmont Market, from “Apples to Zinfandel”. Mmmmm
I sit here tonight, I have just eaten 1 AVOCADO
I have seen 2 houses
I have applied to 0 jobs
I have been to 2 coffee shops, 2 bars, and 2 restaurants, an thrown 2 impromptu parties at my “house”.