Monday Ramblings

I decided about 3 and half hours ago that I was going to go to bed early and get tons of sleep tonight, and wake up tomorrow feeling refreshed. I think if that had actually happened, I would have been in bed about 2 and a half hours ago. Oops.

So the the skinny vanilla latte is my new favorite drink from Starbucks. And all this time I thought a caramel latte was better! Well it's not. Trust me. I promise that I almost never drink coffee or coffee-related beverages, though. Although it makes me feel sort of grown up when I do.

Hooray for cell-phone reminders of certain people's birthdays that I might have otherwise forgotten! Sorry, you can't hide from my Blackberry.

Did I mention that I dropped my Blackberry in the sink? Yeah, I did. While my dishes were soaking and it was filled with water. Don't mock. It still works. (Just not as well.)

Went to Rhode Island last-last weekend. Went to St. Louis last week. (I touched the arch! Woohoo.) Going to New Jersey next week. (Blah.) MIGHT be going home to California in a few weeks. Haven't decided yet. (Hopefully) going to Chicago in May (excited for that one!). I have been on a lot of planes lately. You would think I lead an exciting life. Sometimes I think so, too. Most of these travels are not as glamorous as they sound though. I'd honestly rather sit in an office in Boston instead of flying on a plane to do the same thing. But I have gotten to see some cool places, and the list of important cities I've visited keeps growing. So there is some glam, and some blah factor to these trips.

It seems a little funny to sound like such a domestic traveler at my very old age of... 23, minus a few months. Just a year ago I was traveling about as far as the lawn or the pool side. Oh, grown up life. Didn't I say at one point that I felt like a major fake who is just pretending to be an adult? Well I still do. Which makes the traveling thing even funnier. I feel like a kid who is going on all of these little trips without the parents. Party in the USA. Yep.

I've been feeling like going to Portland lately. (The one in Oregon, not Maine. Because East Coast'ers think Portland means Maine.) Are there mountains in Portland? I recently concluded, in the shower nonetheless, that I want to live somewhere with mountains. Or big hills that could be mistaken as mountains if you weren't used to the Sierras. What can I say, there's just something about elevation that I like.

Too bad I don't think we have too many clients in Portland. But that's okay because I want this to be a fun / exploratory / scoping-out-my-potential-future-mountainous-home kind of a trip.

Nite.