I am a person, not your dog.

I HATE PET NAMES.

I don't think there's anything I hate more. I seriously hate it.

I was given a name for a reason! Use it!

And why is this suddenly becoming a problem for me now, when my whole life people just treated me like a normal person. Now suddenly every guy I talk to wants to call me something stupid or creepy. Is it something I'm doing?? Or have I just been running into these guys by chance and it's a weird coincidence? Am I giving off vibes that makes them think that's ok??! WTF

THIS IS A GIRL. I HAVEN'T BOTHERED TO NAME HER YET.

Am I the only person in the world who feels this way? AM I CRAZY? I hear people using them all the time. Happy, functioning, normal people. It seems like the majority of the population enjoy using them. But they make cringe violently. Maybe I'm looking at this the wrong way. Everybody else think's it sweet. But if I hear someone call me "sweetie" or "hunny" or "chicka" I want to puke. I want that person to get out of my face. That's not my name. I am not your dog, cat, or breakfast. Call me by a name. Or leave me alone.

Are you gay or are you just trying to patronize me?
#clue

You can call me anything. You could call me Greg, and that would be fine. Anything is better than "bunnyboogers" or whatever it is you call people. Learn my name and stop treating me like I'm some animal.

Weekend at the Columbia Gorge

I have a confession. I love looking at other peoples albums on facebook, because it's the next best thing to visiting the place. Some people get to travel to so many exciting, foreign places, and see so many interesting things. Looking at their albums is my way of visiting those places, I guess, because I don't think it's in the cards for me to travel.   I have just never had the opportunity, and I'm so busy with school and work, I doubt I ever will. Luckily for me, I live in the most gorgeous valley, where there are so many things to see. All I have to do is drive. The upcoming blog posts will have more photos from my adventures.

This weekend was perfect for visiting the Columbia Gorge! It was cool and kind of misty, but the weather was just right for taking interesting pictures. If only I had more time.  We only spent about an hour there, then moved on to Portland.

Here's me and my mom at the river downtown. City stretching out behind us... very cosmopolitan. Behind us, to the left, is OHSU, which, if by some miracle I ever finish college, will be my grad school.

Well that took forever. Blog posts are time consuming. Now, I think it's time for a huge giant soda, tacos with homemade tortilla shells, and some Lion King.