she:"so you want to move to portland?"
me: "yeah, i've wanted to for a while now."
she: "well, my son is moving up there in august and he is looking for a roommate. i think the two of you would get along really well."
me: (peeing my pants due to the fear/ excitement of dreams possibly becoming a reality) "interesting."
portland is calling. this time quite literally. i wonder what will become of all this.
5:06 p.m. - 2005-06-07
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