in portland.

things feel slower than usual...i suppose new york and portland are different places. opposite coasts and all.

jmz is here, and i think things are smooth. going as well as i can expect. and i'm trying not to have expectations. in any event, i enjoy waking up next to him and playing with keyboards and eating breakfast. all good things.

bought books, i remember what i hate about people when i'm at reed college. sometimes it's so...james said it reminded him of new jersey. i dont know how i can put it better than that.

i am done. no party tonight, and i'm not concerned, because to be perfectly honest, i dislike those boys more than anything. but two dollars says i smile at them and have pleasant conversation if we happen to have class together. damn me for being polite. i should kick them in the shins.