Anxiety

Dear Portland,
Last night I went over to my friend Alissa's house to do laundry. Two of her friends stopped by and ended up convincing us to go the the bar across the street. It was funny because neither of really wanted to go for long so it worked out great that I had to get back to switch out my laundry. It was kind of a divey biker bar type place. Lots of camo baseball hats, missing teeth, work boots, and beards. Still fun. We stayed for a drink and then went back to her house to watch movies while my laundry was finishing. I really like her. She is 28 but at the same time not really that much older then me, has the sweetest dog and we have a surprising amount in common. We always talk about food. It's fun. I ended up getting home really late because I had three loads to do this time and we were both falling asleep by the time I left.

Today I made round two of fancy macaroni and cheese and it came out better. Still not amazing but it's getting better.

Ads for housekeeping positions in the area are coming up in the paper so on Monday I'm going to print out some more resumes and make the rounds. I basically have a week to come up with the $200 I'm short for rent.  I'm afraid I'm desperate and have to make some babysitting connections to make some fast cash. Uhg. Gotta do what I gotta do I guess.

Enjoy your crappy weather Portland, I'm not jealous at all.