Is it too much to ask for a pretty boy that wears suspenders and who is willing to follow me on all my little adventures?
Continental Airlines I’m looking at you for ruining this dream.
If you had your planes moving on time then my tree wouldn’t be stuck on the other side of this country in a New Jersey airport for 14 hours, no, he’d be here with me …. and he looks prettier than video boy when he wears his bowtie.
I’ve been a bit distant lately.
Really, it’s me, it’s not you.
I’ve had my reasons, and hopefully you’ll understand.
See living in Portland all the prettygirls have film cameras and people look at you a bit funny when you run around with a digital camera snapping away at all the little things you do.
Would you believe that sometimes I’m shy?
Yes, Ruby can be a shy girl.
But …. I met some nice people in this town, and one of them happens to be my housemate John.
He was away for the first half of the month on tour in Europe with his very very talented band, Nurses
After eating at Korean Twist I told Sol we may have to break up.
I think for the good of everyone Koreans should really start having babies with Mexicans and working together on food more often.
Even though I am a little allergic, I am now a cat lady.
Even when it rains, you NEVER use an umbrella
I have 3 great housemates. One fixes bikes, the next works in a record show, but he's in the process of opening his own food cart, and the tall lady works in a doughnut shop famous for their voodoo doll shaped pastries which are filled with raspberry jam and come complete with your very own salted pretzel stick so you can poke holes into your arch nemesis.
We are "The City of Roses", and people are free to own lovely old cars around here because winter is just a rumour. These cars will never have to suffer through the cruel dumps of artic winter.
"As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans."
- Ernest Hemingway
It was decadent.
It was delicious.
We wanted more.
"Leave the gun. Take the cannoli."
And just like that, our trip was over.
Sol packed his bag and left for Albany the next morning to learn great things,