This one time I moved to Portland...

I love this place.  The last two days have been trying and exhausting, but also a ton of fun and I'm learning about my new neighborhood and I love it.  As I type this I'm eating a grilled cheese from my what is likely to be my new fave hangout.  It's the same place I had the weird encounter last winter with the guy who made me notes on his theory about the end of the world and how it was coming soon... dun-dun-duuuun.  I should tell that story sometime.  Anyway, I just spent the entire afternoon painting my living room bright green.  Seriously, have you seen the bright green boxes they paint on the street for drivers to be aware of bikers before they turn?  Yeah.  That green.  It's just a little preparation for the dreary winters, because you just go ahead and try and be sad when you're in a room this color!  Right now I should be packing for my crack o' dawn flight to Phoenix, so I'm going to go do that.  See ya'll soon!  I'll bring pictures.