who likes portland?
i do!

who (apparently) likes opening her blog with silly questions about the things she likes?
i do!

day 3 of traveling (well, technically i'm past day #160-something, but this is day 3 of the trip back to the coast in the east) and i couldn't be happier. i forgot how much i like portland, until i drove up the 5 and the beautiful city spread out before me in all of its foggy wonder. and at that, i was overcome with emotions of all sorts, mostly the over-tense and over-emotional highs and lows of the campaign, all the worries about things to get done, all the frustrations with people who don't believe in marriage equality, and don't want to for that matter, and the elation that comes from being surrounded by people who support the same things you do and are working to make the world a better place.

i also pulled off a terrifically surprising surprise (that wasn't even alluded to in this blog as recipient of surprise (ok, it was a selfish surprise too) was potential reader of blog, and now confirmed reader of blog. cheers to myself for covering every aspect of secrecy.) that in the process has made me terrifically ecstatic. (i am so selfish!). let's just say there's a certain mystery girl in portland who was worth a 15 hour drive in the wrong direction (well, if going to the northeast, it seemed perfectly reasonable to go to the north, then the east) in order to visit for the weekend. cheers to that! a trip to portland also has the wonderful benefits of seeing sara in berkeley and the loads of other people i know in portland. and (as jealous as it would make ally in new haven) i'm about to go kick the soccer ball with some of them.

la la la
it's wonderful to have blissful moments of pure joy and happiness and freedom from worry.

i'm also nearing the end of the corrections which is finally good. the first half is ok, and kept me reading only to find out where all this crazy entanglement of characters would go, and it worked because i am still reading, and now i love it. maybe that's just because there are lesbians in the book, but i am sure it would still be good without them. the book suddenly morphed into a page turner, and it's hard to put down.

and, green pants/aca9 is coming to charlotte for new years. this is an exciting development in life. i haven't seen green pants in over a year (nevermind that i will see her in wegman-town in a few days), but it also means that new years will (for once!) be pleasurable.

enough blabbering (which i would love to write as bloggering, and create a new word that will immediately enter our lexicon and become wildly popular, much like al franken's "kidding on the square" from lying liars [which i quite like, to be honest], but none of which will actually happen). ramble over.

off for kicking of soccer ball (fun!), pork shoulder (being a porkatarian is great!), garden state (can i do it without crying this time?) and exclamation marks (!).

cheers