portland cool points

I have graduated to the highest echelons of Portland hipster cool: I packed up all my dirty clothes into my paniers and rode my bike to the laundromat on Sunday. I have arrived. I am now too cool to talk to you. (And if you're not from Portland, you probably have no idea why this would be considered cool. You'll just have to trust me.)

(By the way, don't forget to go check out my cool new sex blog, Swell. Don't be shy, it won't bite.)