Whether I've been OK or not OK lately is something you likely couldn't have been able to tell from reading this. I've been -- obscure lately. But I do want to note that I'm OK.
Life is pretty basic. Some work, some visiting-with-friends, getting outside and sweaty when I've wanted to, keeping cool when I've wanted to (which has been reasonably easy; my apartment has stayed cool even on our relatively few recent hot days), reading, food. Ah, food.
It's been quiet. As far as I know, I haven't caused any drama. I've resisted doing so. I could. Oh, I could. I know that. (Maybe that makes it feel more like an accomplishment that I haven't caused drama. Heh.)
Recent highlights: two friends of mine got married Saturday night and I attended it, in a ballroom in downtown Portland. The ballroom faces Director Park and the Fox Tower, if you know downtown Portland. Nice time, but I feel it's a good idea to stay private about it and not blog about the event beyond "It was happy." After celebrating their getting married, I got home in time to turn on the radio and hear the end of a wild Portland Timbers-L.A. Galaxy match, which the Timbers lost 5-3. Seriously, soccer's a lot of effort, even when they lose.
Sunday was shopping, and also finishing the third and final Hunger Games book, Mockingjay. Impressively brutal, that series. (I sat outside a library with the book yesterday afternoon because I guessed correctly that I'd finish reading it right after the branch closed, and the weather cooperated for me to do so.) On advice from Caitlin R. Kiernan (
...well, not only am I OK, I found stuff to blog about once I started typing. I like how this works.
Be excellent to each other. And if partying on sounds like a good plan, do so, too.