i lied

My first trip back to Portland was intended to be in later August, but instead ending up being the later part of this past weekend. I left right after church on Sunday and went directly to some family friends' house where I saw several people that I hadn't seen (or hardly seen) since the old Christian Community days (5th grade and prior). Of these people was Brad Watkins who was my best friend in 4th and 5th grade until he moved to California. We hadn't seen each other in over 12 years. That was a little weird, but fun. Monday morning I had to go to the bank and get a few things dealt with that would have been harder to do in Walla Walla since I hadn't changed my address with the bank yet. Then I hung out with Whipple for a bit. I was supposed to be at work by 5:30pm so I was going to leave around 12:30 and have little time to get ready, but I was called to come in at 4:15 instead, or as close as I could seeing as how I was in Portland when I got a the call. I got home at 4:00 and made it to work before 4:30. I then worked until 10:00. When I got home I ate some enchillada's, which reminded me of a Deep Thought: "If God lives inside of us like some people say, then I hope he likes enchilladas, because that's what he's getting."