First off, I have learned my lesson. Portland dramatizes storms. Granted, my apartment complex was covered in ice yesterday, and granted, there was slush for the last leg of my commute from the Couch/Burnside exit to the Goose Hollow building today, but man, oh man, I cannot believe that a million places and all schools closed over a day before they knew if the temps would warm up. It was rainy when I got up at 5:45 and the ice had melted mostly. But people didn't make it in to work and were afraid to drive. I even had to go feed an effing cat today because someone who was cat sitting couldn't make it in from Gresham. It was NOT THAT ICY. Ugh. I don't like cats, either, so I was NOT HAPPY when it nearly ran out of the apartment. But that whole cat thing is another story in itself.
I declared this week "holiday celebration" at work, even though my dred-locked co-worker Tim hates Christmas because of the commercialism. I jsut wanted an excuse to bake this weekend, so I brought stuff in to work. It was actually busy this afternoon because a ton of people are moving in before winter term. Oh, well. ONE DAY UNTIL I LEAVE FOR HOME!! Woohoo! It is going to be weird to work a full day, finish packing after work, and then get a ride to the aeropuerto at 10pm. It'll be good for me to be nearly-sedated so I don't stress too much. But on Wednesday at 6am, if there are no flight probelms (please, please, please!), I'll be hugging my bro and getting ready to crash on his couch for a few hours!
Hope you all have a blessed Christmas. I'll blog more from the homeland if there's anything to share!
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