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December 11, 2007

I don't want to say anything silly like "living in Portland has made me more eco-conscious," because that's rather preposterous and frankly douchebag-sounding. So I won't. However, living here has certainly made things such as not driving my car but once every 2 weeks and recycling at least half of my weekly garbage things I take rather for granted. I have subscribed to more RSS feeds about environmental issues such as renewable energy, self-sustaining housing, and mass transit since moving here, and there are college kids on every corner asking me to sign some piece of paper (!) and give them money in the name of the environment. Which I don't. I do things my own way - I'm not giving crap to the Boise Urban Tribe Holiday Donation scheme, and I don't give cans to toys for tots. I'm getting gifts these here holidays for exactly 3 people (mom, grandma, boyfriend), and I'll continue to contribute to worthy charities and such throughout the year like I always have.

I suppose the whole "reduce -> reuse -> recycle" thing is just far more in ones' face here, but it makes things easy. And if there's one thing I know about humanity, it's that people don't like to do most anything unless it's easy. Lazy fuckers. Also, kids with petitions? Don't talk to me. I ignore you for a reason, and it's usually because I either don't care, or don't care enough.

So I suppose that comes around full-circle to why I haven't been writing. I feel like I've likely covered this before, or at least I've thought of the blog post for this before. But fuck it. I've been censoring myself because I know that the majority of those who read this are those I know and a number of those people are those with whom I am no longer friendly. Not necessarily enemy-types, but those that are likely to talk about me behind my back no matter what I'm saying here. So, fuck you, you people.

Life, for the most part, is going incredibly well. The temporary situation of the boyfriend living with me has become an un-temporary situation, and I'm actually enjoying having him around a lot. Crossing all the city's bridges in one night is becoming an obsession for me, since I've only been over a couple of them by car, so when the bf and I were heading back home last night from helping out the Bob move some crap, and we went over the Broadway bridge (1st time! Woot!), I was still all giggly and excited about it as I fell asleep an hour later. Going over large bridges has always made me a little high, so living in a city of soaring bridges has had a bit of a strange affect on me. I'm glad I live on the east side and work downtown so I get to see them, my bridges, every morning and afternoon. Bridges left to cross (by foot or motor vehicle): Sellwood, Ross Island (before it falls down!), Fremont.

I apologize for the randomness. I'm rather tired. Hopefully now I'll think of something intelligent and interesting to say for the next time.