i hate living in missouri. i am closing in on three years of being here *which is the longest i have EVER LIVED ANYWHERE* and i have hated it the whole time. it's not as bad as living in oklahoma again, but it's close. i am three thousand miles from anywhere, but smack in the middle of everything. that's the only good thing i can say about this place. everything is equally as far away. i can drive to chicago, washington dc, denver, new orleans, and houston in approximately the same amount of time. that's kind of cool i guess. but wait, i digress, i don't want to find anything good here. i am in the mood to be wistful about my true home, portland.

damn damn damn i miss portland. i love that city. i have a friend who is moving back to oregon in a couple of weeks and i am so damn jealous i can't stand it. i want to go back. it's nice to be close to my family, but i really want to be where i am happy. i used to literally thank God every day for being where i was. the city is so beautiful and the people actually care about things that matter to me. bleh...i could go on and on and on about how much i loved that place, but who wants to read about that? i will have to put some pictures on flickr for those of you who haven't had the opportunity to visit oregon. i am sure after my wonderful memories you will all want to go west and stay!

i found this shirt and i now have to have it. it makes me laugh. i love witty state shirts. i have a "utah, but im taller" one, a "colorado, how's your aspen?" and a "wisconsin, smell that dairy air." i also have a south korea's got seoul one. they crack me up. it's the simple things i suppose.