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June 24, 2010

Well holy shitteroo, kids. Seems I haven't touched this site in quite some time. Amazing, innit? I've been so busy in my daily life, I can barely keep up the kind-of important stuff. Timbers season has started again, I'm tweeting, facebooking, and podcasting a ton, and I just haven't been out to see little somethingclever.net since, well, February.

Before I moved to Portland, I flew out here a couple of times in order to set up a jorb and housing. On every plane ride, I read the same article in the Alaska Air/Horizon magazine, about how Portlanders loved the outdoors and boy weren't they lucky with all of the sidewalk seating and the patios and when the sun shined, it was the best place in the world. I tried to imagine myself in that place, and now it's something I get to live every day. Well, at least since the start of this week. This winter was really long, and spring didn't arrive until after summer solstice. I'm not even sure if I trust the sun all that much any more; it could go away again at any moment, so I'm making the most of actually appreciating the out-of-doors when I have the opportunity.

Yesterday Peter and I ventured into Forest Park. There's a trailhead just under a mile from my front door, and though we drove there, getting down into the wee canyon where the creek flows was amazing. We only got to go into the park a little ways, as we didn't have a leash for the dog, but smelling that organic forest scent and feeling the moist cool air left me with a certain feeling of "なつかしい"... we used to go camping a lot when I was a kid. We didn't camp in temperate rain forest (the kind that's prevalent here in PDX), but the conifer scent is similar. I've been thinkinga bout getting to go for a nice long hike all day today, and hope I can get a few hours to do just that soon.

So I'm enjoying life. And life is enjoying me. I'll be 31 in a couple of months; it's all pretty amazing, and I currently have nearly everything anyone could ask for (well, my iPhone 4 will be here in 3 weeks, at least. ^_^ ).

February 13, 2010

It's funny how some things become less important as time goes by. This blog is something like 9 years old, and I've never really been good at writing in it. I've never been particularly good about writing any of the blogs I've had, even when I'm super excited about the subject (see: TheCleverChef.net), which, really? Oh the fuck well. At some point, the lack of communication was based in laziness or frustration in not being able to put into words the thoughts I have constantly running about in my noggin. But at this time, it's more for lack of time. I'm living life. that's another strange occurrence: nearly every time I have time to chill at home, I either clean or completely veg out due to exhaustion. I don't know nor care about how many people actually read this any more. This blog was never around for the readers - it was a way for me to have an outlet when I needed to vent, or, more likely, needed a testing ground for writing code.

Be that as it may, I have a feeling that I might get some readers now that my name is more public (though I've been keeping my name pretty private on this site), usually those who know about it know who I am, etc etc, but there are certainly ways for people to be somewhat stalkerish and make his or her way here. So, to those people? Enjoy. Welcome to the personal part of my brain.

Otherwise, how I've been spending the past few months:
Minitrip to Boise in Dec with Peter, Saw friends, family visits, lots of Bamboo Sushi, enjoying my new apartment, fixing up my kitchen, keeping the cats from peeing on things, knitting with the TALK ladies, dancing, walking, gymming, listning, enjoying, creating, reflecting, learning, starting my show on pdx.fm, taking over for a week, meeting new people, gaining Aka-chan's trust, buying, traveling, planning, looking tenaciously toward Timbers season, working on TimbersArmy.org, visiting, singing, volunteering, doing blue-collar work, moving my desk once again, getting through the end of season 2 of BSG again, biting off more than I can chew (but somehow gnawing through anyhow), researching, contacting people I've never dreamed of speaking to, enjoying myself, and enjoying others. And I'm sure there's plenty more I've forgotten to mention. Things are good. Really good.

December 8, 2009

This isn't really something that I've had an issue with before in my life, but pretty much since I started dating Peter, I've had to start scheduling days off from being social. And the weird thing is that it's not just Peter, it just started all around the same time. Suddenly I have this really wonderful and fulfilling life that's keeping me on my toes and not really allowing much time for, say, slow mornings, or chill-out evenings. For the most part, I'm okay with it, though I think the cats are getting a bit annoyed that I'm not here all the time to play with them. ^_^

I leave on holiday tomorrow with Peter to a world where there are no responsibilities and we can just sit about in front of a fire drinking vin chaud and playing cribbage. It's pretty much going to be paradise for 6 days, and it's well deserved on both parts. As luck would have it, I started getting sick while at work yesterday, which escalated until after I kicked the ladies out from my wee knitting club, and I pretty much passed out in bed after a fruitless search for NyQuil. Be that as it may, I have a feeling I'll be at least 90% by the time we fly off tomorrow, so hopefully my head won't explode with the change in pressure.

We've gotten our big freeze a little early this year, so it's been sunny but cold as fuck for the past week or so. Things are supposed to warm up this weekend, of course, while we're gone. I'll just be glad to not come back to snow or anything equally as horrendous. Rain, I can deal with, and actually miss.

September 8, 2009

I have been having some v strange dreams as of late, and since I have no proper therapist, I shall rehash them to you, dear internets. The ones that have stuck in my memory both have to do with murder. Well, specifically, me being a murderer. In both circumstances, I was upset about being cast as the villain in this hedonistic (oh, the puns!) play, but went along with my part all the same. In the first dream, I had a list of people I was to murder, but someone else was murdering these people before I could get to them. Rather than relieving me from this duty, it just upset me that someone else was taking the opportunity before me. Later, the other-murderer was creeping me out for knowing exactly who was on my list. In the second dream, remembered from Friday night, I dreamt that an ex-boyfriend and I had poisoned someone, then I poisoned him. Once they were both dead, I was given the chance to not have done the awful deeds, so I took it, and promptly had terrorists after me on my boat and shooting at me as I was attempting to get away by swimming. The really strange thing about the latter dream was that I didn't feel badly for killing the ex, I just felt trapped and anxious about getting rid of the body.

Not being a killing-type of person, dreaming about this kind of thing really bothers me. I chalk it up to a number of things: stress from moving, reading books that contained poisoning and one about chopping up bodies, lack of sleep in general, and the cat biting me awake in the morning (urge to kill rising), all of which are good excuses, I guess. And wouldn't you know it, but as soon as I started writing this, my ADD eyes also came upon these two entries in Dinasaur Comics, so maybe it's not just me.

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