I'm HOME! Practically all of our things are now in our new place of residence. North Portland is amazing, like most of Portland is just simply amazing. We've gotten rid of so much useless shit in this move, i've gotten rid of more stuff than ever before. It makes me feel so free in the ways of really putting thought into what i'd like to accomplish here. A huge weight is gone and i feel...inspired? Oh lordy the cheese my happiness has produced.
I've been staying in the new apartment since the night of the 23rd of Feb. Got our internet hooked back up on the 2nd o March and have spent far too much money since moving but it's all worth it, pretty much everyday i've been here so far has been retardedly happy. I had one bad day and that was just from the time i woke up i was a grumpy shit log. I think by that night i was feeling a bit better. Part of my happiness is not only the move but i'm on 2 weeks vacation. I don't know that i've ever felt this awake...or maybe my vacation was just long overdue.
In my time here i've almost set up our entire apartment, especially the kitchen. I went out with my boyfriend and roomate to Devil's Point for a new friend's bachlorette party full of drunkeness and fire dancers. Gone out with my bestfriends Erin and Fred to the Fez for 80's night. Gone to a Secretions show at the Hawthorne Theater where the Anxieties also played that night. Explored the neighborhood a bit and found our new coffeeshop...where i will end up spending alot of extra cash. Took the MAX line outside of our apartment to downtown and went book shopping and had massive amounts of Sushi and smiles. I finally bought 'Running with Scissors' today, i can't wait to read it, i've already read a couple of Augusten's other books, I own 'Dry' and 'Possible Side Effects' and i own the movie Running with Scissors. At this moment i'm readying his brother's Memior 'Look me in the Eye' by John Elder Robison....SO GOOD. I have a thing for brutally honest and interesting memoirs...usually of people with extremely fucked up lives/childhoods.
Tomarrow my mom is finally coming to stay the night and i can't fucking wait! I miss my mom so much...i'm hoping tomarrow i can make her go back to IKEA with me so i can pick up my new bartable and stool for the kitchen...and make my roomate go too cause he needs a new bookshelf anyway....so do i for that matter... can't stop buying books...ever, and i'm glad for it. :D
I've taken some pics of the new place but havn't uploaded them yet...so that will come at another juncture. I have to send off for a new hard drive for the compy, it's got about 2G left and it's running terribly slow.
Well i'm off to mingle with my lovely housemates and finish my Fat Tire.
<3>
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Call Me Mellow Yellow
"Every color we see makes us respond and feel a different way. To sit in yellow room feels different and affects one differently than if they were sitting in a yellow room. Regardless of shade the color yellow holds certain unchangeable properties. For example, yellow is a happy color. It promotes happiness and joy. A person who has depression would benefit from any given shade of yellow because of those properties. Yellow is a positive, warm color. Yellow can make the beholder feel both positive and warm. Yellow is also an energizing color which makes the beholder feel energized when surrounded by it." -Home Interior Decorating
My new apartment is yellow except for the bathroom, which is blue. Now, when i think of yellow, it's one of those colors that i don't really THINK about. I'm not a yellow person, i don't own anything yellow...but when i stepped into my soon-to-be new apartment, i smiled. Everything about it was perfect, it was exactly what i was looking for. It allows me so much room to decorate and come up with ideas that get me excited to jump in head first once my stuff is all there.
We get the key this Tuesday. I have 5 boxes packed (movies and books) because the lease on our Vancouver apartment isn't through till the end of March, we don't have to rush things, we do however, have to pay rent on 2 places in one month.
I saved my tax return from last year to ensure that we would finally be able to move to Portland, each time we tried since moving to Vancouver had been a failure. It's funny the way things fall together in the end, makes it feel like it's really meant to happen this time around.
History:
Jon lived in Portland when we met...6 years ago. See, we've been friends for years. Two years ago in December we became a couple. Jon has a daughter named Della Simone who is 7 now, I've known her since she was about 1. He'd had her from a previous marriage shortly before we met and became friends. I was about 16-17 years old. I'm now 24, he is 32.
He moved to Vancouver to be with me shortly after we became a couple. I wanted to move to Portland but finances were a problem so my best friend who I was moving with suggested we move inbetween where we were (Kelso) and Portland...we settled on Vancouver. Some, or most people call it Vantucky...it's full of asshole, yuppy, stripmall-shopping douchebags...not to label anyone or anything. ;) There just really isn't many people like me around here except for a few very good friends who also moved from Longview/Kelso to Vancouver because it's somewhat cheaper than Portland but bigger than the town we came from.
Our first roomate ended up leaving and moving back to tiny-town hell...and we didn't have the money to move to Portland yet. About a month or two later another one of my friends came to stay with us, off the lease, just to get out of that town. Eventually, she tried moving back to be with her boyfriend but that didn't work out...she now lives in Portland. :)
Present:
NOW that brings us kind of up-to-date. I'm not living with girls anymore. My best guy friend however, does live with us. His legal name is John...with an 'h' but everyone calls him Fred and has for years and years...so Fred is his name and he is made of magic and noodles. Fred had moved back to tiny town hell from Bellingham and we took him in and fed him delicious foods and keep a supply of yummy beer and vodka and whiskey...he is moving to Portland with us and i am so happy that i dance. He is the awesome and we are all goooood friends. Just the other night we went bowling and it became a whisky-fueled shitstorm with big heavy balls being thrown around...i kinda wish i had pictures. That was after we went to the sushi restaurant Eastland and ate dumplings, sushi and miso soups.
So, yeah...i guess none of that really had anything to do with my yellow apartment but i felt it necessary to put up a brief history of my current life. I've never really said it before but i guess i would be considered a "stepmom" which is weird. I tend not to label my relationship any other way than i have a boyfriend with a daughter. Me and stepmom in the same sentence do not sound right. I really have no say in the development of Della, i'm just kind of there to hang out and play games with. I don't know if i really influence her in any way, i guess time would tell on that one.
She knows we're moving and i think she'll really like the new place a lot. I told her about it after she commented on having to get used to a new place, and how she was finally used to the apartment we're in now. I told her about the wood floors and how the walls were painted yellow, she loves yellow so i think she'll be excited to finally see it. She lives in Portland with her mom and stepdad. We only have her overnight once a week and Jon hangs out with her at her place 2 other days after she gets out of school, but once we move to Portland i think she'll be over at our place more because we'll be close enough that most of their time together won't be in a car.
If you sat through all the dribble, congrats...i just realized how boring this must have sounded...but i guess the "history" post is necessary...gimme a break i started writing almost as soon as i woke up and i havn't even eaten yet...i'm really hungry now.
XOXO <3
CC
My new apartment is yellow except for the bathroom, which is blue. Now, when i think of yellow, it's one of those colors that i don't really THINK about. I'm not a yellow person, i don't own anything yellow...but when i stepped into my soon-to-be new apartment, i smiled. Everything about it was perfect, it was exactly what i was looking for. It allows me so much room to decorate and come up with ideas that get me excited to jump in head first once my stuff is all there.
We get the key this Tuesday. I have 5 boxes packed (movies and books) because the lease on our Vancouver apartment isn't through till the end of March, we don't have to rush things, we do however, have to pay rent on 2 places in one month.
I saved my tax return from last year to ensure that we would finally be able to move to Portland, each time we tried since moving to Vancouver had been a failure. It's funny the way things fall together in the end, makes it feel like it's really meant to happen this time around.
History:
Jon lived in Portland when we met...6 years ago. See, we've been friends for years. Two years ago in December we became a couple. Jon has a daughter named Della Simone who is 7 now, I've known her since she was about 1. He'd had her from a previous marriage shortly before we met and became friends. I was about 16-17 years old. I'm now 24, he is 32.
He moved to Vancouver to be with me shortly after we became a couple. I wanted to move to Portland but finances were a problem so my best friend who I was moving with suggested we move inbetween where we were (Kelso) and Portland...we settled on Vancouver. Some, or most people call it Vantucky...it's full of asshole, yuppy, stripmall-shopping douchebags...not to label anyone or anything. ;) There just really isn't many people like me around here except for a few very good friends who also moved from Longview/Kelso to Vancouver because it's somewhat cheaper than Portland but bigger than the town we came from.
Our first roomate ended up leaving and moving back to tiny-town hell...and we didn't have the money to move to Portland yet. About a month or two later another one of my friends came to stay with us, off the lease, just to get out of that town. Eventually, she tried moving back to be with her boyfriend but that didn't work out...she now lives in Portland. :)
Present:
NOW that brings us kind of up-to-date. I'm not living with girls anymore. My best guy friend however, does live with us. His legal name is John...with an 'h' but everyone calls him Fred and has for years and years...so Fred is his name and he is made of magic and noodles. Fred had moved back to tiny town hell from Bellingham and we took him in and fed him delicious foods and keep a supply of yummy beer and vodka and whiskey...he is moving to Portland with us and i am so happy that i dance. He is the awesome and we are all goooood friends. Just the other night we went bowling and it became a whisky-fueled shitstorm with big heavy balls being thrown around...i kinda wish i had pictures. That was after we went to the sushi restaurant Eastland and ate dumplings, sushi and miso soups.
So, yeah...i guess none of that really had anything to do with my yellow apartment but i felt it necessary to put up a brief history of my current life. I've never really said it before but i guess i would be considered a "stepmom" which is weird. I tend not to label my relationship any other way than i have a boyfriend with a daughter. Me and stepmom in the same sentence do not sound right. I really have no say in the development of Della, i'm just kind of there to hang out and play games with. I don't know if i really influence her in any way, i guess time would tell on that one.
She knows we're moving and i think she'll really like the new place a lot. I told her about it after she commented on having to get used to a new place, and how she was finally used to the apartment we're in now. I told her about the wood floors and how the walls were painted yellow, she loves yellow so i think she'll be excited to finally see it. She lives in Portland with her mom and stepdad. We only have her overnight once a week and Jon hangs out with her at her place 2 other days after she gets out of school, but once we move to Portland i think she'll be over at our place more because we'll be close enough that most of their time together won't be in a car.
If you sat through all the dribble, congrats...i just realized how boring this must have sounded...but i guess the "history" post is necessary...gimme a break i started writing almost as soon as i woke up and i havn't even eaten yet...i'm really hungry now.
XOXO <3
CC
Thursday, February 5, 2009
R.I.P. Lux Interior
I found out really early this morning that Cramps singer and co-founder Lux Interior passed away of a heart condition. This saddens me greatly. Not only because him and his band paved the way for soooo many other bands i love, but i also never got to go see them play! That really bums me out! I knew that the last time they were in Portland, OR they were playing with the Gore Gore Girls and I really wanted to go, but alas, i was responsible and attended work instead. I kick myself with a thousand legs of Andre the Giant! I suck....and this news sucks
I've compiled a shuffled mini-playlist of Cramps songs:
This shit usually comes in 3's so nobody else cool had better kick the bucket or i'm gonna....i don't know...start donating organs to the punk rock forefathers.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Snuggle Me
I am tired, feeling beaten, and drinking sake' and want nothing more than to snuggle in my bed.
That is all....Oh yeah,
SNUGGLE ME!
That is all....Oh yeah,
SNUGGLE ME!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Alphabetical Packing System
I got out of work early today because they are cutting hours on pretty much all employees right now. They might even lay off some of the people if the hours don't get cut down enough....at least until our census is back on track. So since i got home an hour and a half early and my eyes still felt the size of dinner plates from all the caffiene i ingested, i decided to start packing.
The OCD kicked in hyperdrive and i dug all the movies out from where ever they were in the apartment and started alphabetizing them. I'm getting ready to do the books too but my brain started to fry from lack of food and my back started to hurt from bending down over the boxes.
I got A-L in one large box (with handles.) The rest fit in the second big box with the misc. cartoons, kids movies, and video games. The Wii games are getting left out until we move so we have some entertainment.
We get the key to the apartment on the 10th of February, so i suppose we could bring some of the pre-packed boxes to the new place as well. I took 2 weeks vacation starting Feb. 23rd, i'm hoping that along with moving and unpacking and buying things we need in the new place, that i also get a chance to visit some dearly missed friends in my hometown. As much as i depise Longview, i really miss Jillian and Eric. I could also let Shelby know if i end up going too, i've yet to hang out with her even though i've seen her at many shows and talk to her online. Plus once i am a full resident of Portland i will feel much better about returning to my hometown. I will have accomplished something i always said i was going to do....Vancouver has stood in my way far too long now. I have never felt more at home than i do when i am in Portland, i belong there. Since the first time i visited that city i have felt like i belong no place else but there.
The entire time i've lived in Vancouver i have never finished any major art projects. I was always afraid to get too far into them, or too 'involved'. I've been waiting to leave, to move to a place i know i'm going to stay for years and years to dive head first into some of these projects i have lined up. I havn't finished anything major since i was in highschool, sadly. It's about time i start taking my time more seriously. I'm just such a chicken shit, i'm scared of fucking something important up, i rely too much on my "Vision" the way i think it should look, so i automatically set myself up for disappointment when things don't go my way. I say, fuck my vision! Rely on happy accidents, quit overplanning things! Things arn't always supposed to be SYSTEMATIC! OCD sucks...especially when it somes to multimedia art projects.
I'm getting too cold sitting here, so i think it's time to move onto finishing washing the dishes and packing and alphabetizing the books. Then i have to cook dinner for my El Gropo and my FredMate! Life is kind of kicking ass right now, i'm just hoping there are no setbacks in the wake.
-CC
The OCD kicked in hyperdrive and i dug all the movies out from where ever they were in the apartment and started alphabetizing them. I'm getting ready to do the books too but my brain started to fry from lack of food and my back started to hurt from bending down over the boxes.
I got A-L in one large box (with handles.) The rest fit in the second big box with the misc. cartoons, kids movies, and video games. The Wii games are getting left out until we move so we have some entertainment.
We get the key to the apartment on the 10th of February, so i suppose we could bring some of the pre-packed boxes to the new place as well. I took 2 weeks vacation starting Feb. 23rd, i'm hoping that along with moving and unpacking and buying things we need in the new place, that i also get a chance to visit some dearly missed friends in my hometown. As much as i depise Longview, i really miss Jillian and Eric. I could also let Shelby know if i end up going too, i've yet to hang out with her even though i've seen her at many shows and talk to her online. Plus once i am a full resident of Portland i will feel much better about returning to my hometown. I will have accomplished something i always said i was going to do....Vancouver has stood in my way far too long now. I have never felt more at home than i do when i am in Portland, i belong there. Since the first time i visited that city i have felt like i belong no place else but there.
The entire time i've lived in Vancouver i have never finished any major art projects. I was always afraid to get too far into them, or too 'involved'. I've been waiting to leave, to move to a place i know i'm going to stay for years and years to dive head first into some of these projects i have lined up. I havn't finished anything major since i was in highschool, sadly. It's about time i start taking my time more seriously. I'm just such a chicken shit, i'm scared of fucking something important up, i rely too much on my "Vision" the way i think it should look, so i automatically set myself up for disappointment when things don't go my way. I say, fuck my vision! Rely on happy accidents, quit overplanning things! Things arn't always supposed to be SYSTEMATIC! OCD sucks...especially when it somes to multimedia art projects.
I'm getting too cold sitting here, so i think it's time to move onto finishing washing the dishes and packing and alphabetizing the books. Then i have to cook dinner for my El Gropo and my FredMate! Life is kind of kicking ass right now, i'm just hoping there are no setbacks in the wake.
-CC
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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