I really would like to make a longer post. But I can't. So for now:
-Hung with
ourglasslake on Hawthorne
-Met a random girl looking for vegan roommates at the bubble tea place
-I now have 16-gauge spirals in my ears (not big, still bigger than my previous holes, still ouchy when I bump them)
-Got a fucking flat tire on my bike on 26th (I see glass, my brain goes "Oh shit, glass, I wonder if--" and I hear this *pop* "Pfffffft" noise) and my bike is parked in front of People's Co-op for the night because Seven Corners Bikes was closed
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Oregon strawberries are in season! Halle-fucking-lujah.
-Met up with the girl looking for roommates and watched a movie called "Boy I Am" at the Queer Documentary Festival
-Went on a walk in Laurelhurst with her and the dog she shares with her ex-boyfriend who is half pit bull and half black lab and the sweetest fucking dog but wants to lick everything and everybody
-She found out I'd only broken up with Jarrod a couple days ago and said something like, "aw, does that mean it's too early to hit on you?" O_o
So, yeah, this house? Two blocks from Hawthorne and 39th, rent would be super-cheap, almost entirely vegan, and I would be the only member of the household who consistently identifies as only one gender. o_O And if it works out (I'll find out in a few days) I'd be able to move in about, oh, a
week.
I just got home. Jarrod and Cliff are, uh, drunk. Rather drunk, matter of fact. This could get, um, interesting. Hopefully not in a bad way.
I might make a longer post tomorrow but this one is pretty good. *LOL*