Spike's Bitches 30: Going on Thirteen
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Remember, I keep grudges for decades
Any grudge worth having, is worth keeping.
I've been pondering this for months now, and I still can't figure out how I'm going to decide between L.A., San Francisco, and Portland.
Portland.
If you want actual reasons, I can give you quality and cost of living information as well, but mostly? Portland.
And likely you wouldn't be happy in all three cities. They are quite different.
Very personally, I loathed living in LA. I also am in no way an NYC girl. Others are never happier than when they are in those cities.
Hec does sum up cities rather well, I might add. Not without bias, but who doesn't when pimping cities...
Gonna have to go down and have a little neighborly talk with them tomorrow
At the very least. Hope the rest of your night was restful, bug.
A vote for Portland from a lurker who has lived here for 17 years
Hi, Margaret T. See? Lurkers who know? Choose Portland.
About portland and transit - it depends. If you live and work along the MAX line, then you will have plenty of shopping, fine resteraunts and great culture within walking distance of the same light rail. Add in a FlexCar subscription for hospitals and other important locations not on the MAX and you can live a mostly car-free life without troublel. (There are hospitals on doctors on the MAX line as well, but some of the big one are not.)
Here you see the secret. Huge portions of Portland and outlying areas are on the MAX but huge portions aren't. So if your job is not on the MAX line, then getting there without a car will suck mightily cause bus transit in Portland takes about twice the time of traveling to the same place by car. In short large parts of Portland (and some really wonderful parts at that) are on a really nice light rail line. You can live your life pretty much car free if you confine most of your life to those parts - and that is easy to do if work allows it. But some really lovely parts of the city are not on the rail line. So if you want to do stuff in those parts, or if you work in those parts, or if your doctor is in those parts life is tough without a car.
Hence the contradiction. Hec experienced Portland as requiring a car, because the ex-gf lives really far from any MAX stations, and possibly other parts he enjoys are too. But large parts of the city are on the MAX; Powells is about a ten minute walk from nearest MAX stop for example.
waves at Margaret T
Since you lived in Portland for so many years, I'm going to assume that you are NOT Margaret Thatcher.
....you
aren't
Margaret Thatcher, are you?
t /nervous
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Nevertheless, I'm tickled that the lurkers support Portland in email.
Welcome Not-Margaret-Thatcher.
And Fay; don't worry. I think Margaret Thatcher is more of a "7th Heaven" fan.
Nevertheless, I'm tickled that the lurkers support Portland in email.
As am I.
I just waved in lots of directions, just to say hi.
Hi folks. I'm back on my comfortable computer at home in Athens, and just skipped about 2000 messages in this thread. I've been up for 28 hours (and counting!) now, so even though it's the middle of the day and I shouldn't, I'm going to nap.
My suitcase was misrouted again coming from NM, but they didn't go for the hat trick and I actually got it in Athens! Two "baggage irregularities" in one trip, though - I'm developing a complex.
My sinuses are doing their LavaLamp impression.
Tylenol's cough and sore throat liquid promising "instant Cool Burst sensation" isn't wrong so much as much implies the sensation is a good thing. It isn't.
And yet? I am feeling so much better. Sad to realize how yuck I have been.
Off to bed now.
Evil neighbors. I never really did get fully back to sleep. I was jumpy all night. And now I get to start my class without really being with it.
Oh, well. Life goes on. At least I can nap this afternoon.
Good luck at your class, vw! And nap later.
I woke myself up coughing in fits.
Took some cough syrup, made tea with honey and settled myself on the couch to hopefully get some sleep while still sitting up partially.
The tv is helpfully telling me panicked stories about Cascadia tsunamis. Turns out that Portland is relatively safe. Or doomed. They aren't sure.
Awwww...poor Cass! Bad sleeping night around here, I guess.
Must. Shower.
No. Energy.
