Shorts and Boxers?

I love Mexican food. I have a special place in my heart for it. I've eaten it twice this week all the while sitting on my butt doing nothing really but trying to get set up to finally graduate from college. Portland was kind of a nice finisher to a great road trip. I met a friend I met at summer camp there named Alina. We had a blast walking through the furniture shops of downtown Portland looking at the all the furniture that we couldn't afford even though they labeled it as "affordable design". What has our world come to when people will pay one grand for a sheet of stainless steel that has been brushed with a circular grinder and then four legs welded on. Heck, if you have a friend with a machine shop you could do that for free. Let's think logically here people. I did like the aluminum chairs though. I could lift them with one finger. Greenpeace was out in force trying to recruit members. A guy ironically named Bryan poured out his heart about the enviromental organization. I think that I might of been the first person to actually stop to listen to what he had to say. I looked around at his other friends pleading with passers by and no one else was giving them the time of day. I could be wrong, but I don't really think that a whole lot people want to be associated with the semi-militant organization that straps themselves to trees and lays down in front of dozers. I love what they do and we need people like that in the world, passionate people are few and far between. I just wish we could talk about God like we do our precious rainforests. It is an interest parallel.
There was lots of laughing and sarcasm all day long with my Australian friend from Big Lake Youth Camp. It seemed that we ate too much but after hiking Multnomah falls I felt that we had gotten our exercise and stopped thinking that I was gaining weight. That evening we went on a wild hunt for a Russian Restaurant. Unfortunately when we found it the establishment was gutted and the lights were off. We chose a sketchy mexican food place that actually had decent food. We stayed up late together at a friends house laughing at how tired we were but not wanting to go to bed cause it was so hilarious the things that we were saying.
After morning breakfast and hugs goodbye I headed for Richland, WA in order to make it in time for my physical with Dr. Cain. Talk about and awkward situation. The doctor ordered "Drop your pants." "Shorts and Boxers?" I said in a high pitched puberty voice. "Stupid question." I thought. "Yup." he said kurtly. There is a sense of exposure that is unmatched at this point. You know that he is comparing you to the hundred other patients he's done this to that day. But I realized that eventhough I have pride issues and ego problems this is not a situation that will ulimately determine my self worth. That situation comes later... On my wedding night. Ok...too much information.
I made it back to the Tri-cities only to want to leave for another trip as soon as possible. Just let me catch up on my sleep and get over the nightmares of running through doctors offices with my pants around my ankles looking for tongue depressors.