Today I slept in, or at least tried to, while my drama queen of a roommate complained loudly into her cell phone that she desperately needed to get to her psychiatrist appointment but didn't have enough money for a taxi. I offered to pay her fare, eager to be rid of her, but she refused, choosing instead to call her psychiatrist and complain--again, loudly--to him until he agreed to pay the driver upon her arrival.
So I got up and headed across the street to a coffee shop, where I spent what was left of the morning reading the NY Times and sipping a latte. After that, I walked down to the Pearl District where I spent a good part of the early afternoon chatting up some gay boys in a little kitchen shop with the most extensive cookbook selection I've ever seen. Next, I had lunch (at their recommendation)with a bunch of Stepford wives and other beautiful people at the Everett Street bistro. It was good, and not nearly as expensive as you'd think, in spite of the Stepford wives.
I really like Portland. It's a very friendly town and pretty affordable compared with a lot of other places. Still, I've met (actually exceeded) my spending limit, so I'm ready to head home.
See you all tomorrow!
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