Big yawns and hazy eyes, chilly fingers and discarded lies...

Solstice is creeping up on me, just like the end of 2008. I mentally marked my first year post-undergrad as some friends walked across the stage Saturday morning. No, of course I didn't go, but I did celebrate with beverages later that day. The weekend was a blur, I think, too much stuff crammed into very few days. Typical, though. I always try to hit the ground running Friday after work and end up falling asleep by midnight.

Feelin more confident about my move than I have in awhile. Busy, happy at work, when I'm at the paper. We had a HILARIOUS story last night about the property taxes the company owes. I wanted to put a humdinger of a headline on it, but noooo, we like to deceive readers. Why tell them the truth when we can cover up lies?

Fell asleep at Wendy's after watching Lars and the Real Girl, a faaabulous movie. I've been dreaming of snow in PDX, uprooting and uplifting sentiments.