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"FUCK THE ICE," said he, "I'M GOING EXPLORING ANYWAY. NOTHING WILL STOP ME." And nothing did, at least so far! Anyway, I'm in the Stumptown Roasters out on Division, having explored the middle limits of the 10 bus and done a dry-run to the train station. (I'm riding to Oly on Wednesday, wanted to make sure I knew what the hell I was doing before the fact. You never know unless you've been there.) And my feet are cold.

In other news, kiiiiinda bored and lonely. Anything going on in Portland tomorrow night?