So I was gonna write a post begging Portland to give me one sunny and at least somewhat warmer day.
And then I awoke the other day to the sun (partly) and warm enough weather to not need a jacket. It only lasted until the afternoon, but that fact is: my blogging controls the weather in Portland.
Clearly I have too much power and must be stopped.
I've had some questions about how Jeté is doing. The short answer? Who the hell knows. She seems happy. She gets moody occasionally. I have no clue what the hell is up with her tumor. It was HUGE then shrunk. Seriously, it flattened out as if I popped it. Then it got huge again.
I'm trying not to worry about it too much. As long as she seems happy and not in pain, I'm just gonna let her live.
I'm trying to move. It's time to move on from my current home. For a bunch of reasons really, the leasr of which being my trashy loud neighbors and my bitchy landlord, but mostly because the rent is being raised and I can't afford it.
So my friend Sonja and I are looking for a place. We found the perfect townhome the other day and fell in love. The price was right, the neighborhood adorable, and the view incredible. But we didn't get it because two girls swooped in and stole it. If I meet those bitches, I swear, I'm gonna start a life of crime ifyouknowwhatImean.
When I found out Sunday that we didn't get it, I was so freaking bummed. Not only was it PERFECT, but I'd gotten all competitive. It was ours and then it wasn't. Ugg.
So I'd appreciate it if ya'll could send all your energy toward us finding a cute yet affordable place soon. For serious.
I love you guys in my panties!
Here's my fave video of the week. This makes me happier than I can possible describe!
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