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Looking for a New Place to Live

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Wyatt
on May 26, 2008
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I’m looking for a new place to live in Portland. I’ve been keeping an eye on craigslist, but thought I should try some other methods, so I’m posting this to see if anyone out there knows of anything. If anyone has other suggestions for finding an apartment in Portland, please let me know.

I’m looking for a place by myself that…

  • I can move into around June 1st,
  • I can stay for at least six months and preferably up to a year or more,
  • has one or more bedrooms,
  • is under $1,000 a month, including all utilities,
  • is in Southeast Portland within a mile of People’s,
  • is north of Powell and west of 39th,
  • has a yard for gardening,
  • allows cats (I have one).

This is what would be ideal, but I’m somewhat flexible. If you know of something that might be a good fit, please get in touch.

Busy

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on April 4, 2008
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More punk rock lyrics. These fit with the “To my friends: I’ll be there for you…” theme.

”
When all the old consoling places
Lose their charm and change their faces
The world becomes too cruel to bear
And something in you starts to tear

When nothing seems to be quite worth it
And sleep becomes the only sure thing
I’m here to help you out of it
Come and see me for a lift

We’re all close to the end
Don’t you need a friend?
Honor your allegiances

Everyone is drowning in sand
Couldn’t you use a hand?
Please don’t make me guess

When changes make the world a stranger
No one calls and your life’s in danger
If the money’s gone without a trace
And you’re longing for a familiar face

Cars collide and people die
You begin to shake ’til you start to cry
If disasters only multiply
My door is open; drop on by

We’re all close to the end
Don’t you need a friend?
Honor your allegiances

Everyone is drowning in sand
Couldn’t you use a hand?
Please don’t make me guess

Sad again, you’re sad again
Hey, you’re breaking down
Sad again, you’re sad again
Your eyes betray your new smile

When keeping up is killing you
And you need a ruling without a clue
When being cool means being dead
And your better thoughts are better left unsaid

If you’re sad to see your gun’s unloaded
Tried to drown but you only floated
If the world is only getting colder
I’d like to offer you a dry shoulder

We’re all close to the end
Don’t you need a friend?
Honor your allegiances

Everyone is drowning in sand
Couldn’t you use a hand!
Please don’t make a guess

Sad again, you’re sad again
Hey, you’re breaking down
Sad again, you’re sad again
Your eyes betray your new smile

Whoa!
”

– Jawbreaker - Unfun - Busy

Soilwork

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Wyatt
on April 1, 2008
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I’m about two thirds of the way toward having the soil in my garden prepared for planting. I got all the weeds pulled, and I’m currently working on digging out a stump. Once that’s done, I’ll just need to till up the dirt and maybe add some topsoil. Then I can move on to the fun stuff. Actually, digging up weeds and stumps is fun too, and it’s foundational. On top of that, it’s a good upper body workout.

The kitties were having a blast running around and chasing each other all over the yard. They are way more active when someone’s outside, which is interesting. They’re somewhat like (certain) people in that way.

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According to Wikipedia, “Soilwork is a Swedish melodic death metal band from Helsingborg.” I’ve never listened to them before; I’ve just heard the name and thought it was cool.

Go Vegan

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on March 18, 2008
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Last Thursday, my second to last day at EDI, I walked home. Instead of walking on the sidewalk along the road the whole way–which is a busy, noisy state highway in an industrial area with a lot of big trucks–I walked* along the tracks behind some industrial buildings. I came across this graffiti:

Go Vegan Graffiti

It’s not super artistic or anything, but it was unexpected. There was some other, more “professional” graffiti along the way. Here’s the view after turning left and heading home again:

Graffiti Tracks

It’s interesting to consider that most of the people that drive by here every day will never know this exists. Maybe it’s not important to them. It is to me.

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*Tangent: I have a lot (most?) of my best ideas/thoughts/feelings when I’m walking or biking alone to/from work. Or when I’m walking alone in Forest Park. Or when I’m on a ramble with other people but am caught up in my own thoughts. Or, in other words, when I’m active and alone (or effectively alone).

Not Right Now

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on March 14, 2008
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Today is my last day working at EDI. I had a few personal items there, so I rented a Zipcar to get them home. While returning the car, right before pulling into the designated parking spot, I noticed a couple of well dressed women standing on the corner. I briefly wondered what they were doing (waiting for the bus?). They were standing in front of Planned Parenthood, but they didn’t seem to be protesting or anything.

As I got out of the car and walked toward them, one of them asked, in a friendly, nonjudgmental manner, “Do you have a friend in there?” I said, “Not right now.” Then I smirked a little bit. They asked if I wanted some info. I shook my head and kept walking.

I wasn’t trying to be an asshole, but that’s probably how it came across. They just caught me unawares, and I basically told them the truth. I realized my answer sounded a little funny, and I almost laughed. Holding that in caused the smirk.