I'm in Portland! (for a visit ... stay ... thing with <user site="livejournal.com" user="century_eye

[juushika]

I am writing this from Portland. I am in Portland! I have a bed (my old queen, which has finally found a home—and obviously a good one, since we managed to get it here with minimal difficulty and it doesn't even take up my whole room). Tonight Dee and I put together a couch—a whole couch! for we are magical. Spike the cat has decided that this new house maybe isn't so scary, and this new person is after all a bit familiar. We walked to the grocery store and the weather and neighborhood both were lovely. There was stir fry. (This is out of order.) There are stuffed cats on my windowsill. To my great joy, there is a remarkable lack of teenagers—on my windowsill and indeed in the entire house.

My bed has an orange sheet, blue and gray and green pillows, and a turquoise comforter all against chocolate and cream walls and a gray carpet. It is approximately horrendous. The room with the couch is also the room with ALL THE CARDBOARD. (All of it.) This is clearly all a work in progress.

But ah, it is good work.

I expect I'll be here for at least a week and probably more, having a mini-vacation from that house while I help out with this one. I brought just about everything (except my wallet and laptop battery and card reader, and poo on the last—but there will be pictures after I see Devon again). I expect I will be more coherent tomorrow, after some rest, now that I've gotten out the squee.

But: hey, guys? Portland.

And that's awesome.

(Do I tag this living or visiting, I do not know!)