I have mastered a temporary lifestyle of minimalism for the remaining couple weeks of February. All my excessive possessions are in Seattle now, and all my essential and a few playful tools and possessions remain here in Eugene. I'm thrilled and chilled by the echoes in my once gorgeous (now carcass) apartment, and I'm savoring all these last hikes, dinners, and coffee dates with my pals here in Duckland. Note to self, in the future, beware hiking with so many chain smokers.
The sun has been great these past few days. My birthday was tremendously social, and I'm humbled to say I haven't won a single croquet match now that I'm a quarter century old.
Brody is safely relocated and undamaged from the move. One of the hot piano movers left his sunglasses on my desk, so I look forward to returning to him someday in March.
My swan song "Jealous Lover" for the February recital went flawlessly, and in two days we're all carpooling to Breitenbush for the Radical Faerie Gathering. I don't expect to be the same afterwards.
My favorite holiday is tomorrow. This year, my Valentine is very obscure and he truly fascinates me. Maybe that's romance? Our theme is backgammon and we're gonna laugh so hard!