Beth Visits America


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  • Come see what Beth's up to! She's living in her pickup truck (lovingly known as Tach), and rambling the byways and backroads of America. When she has money, that is. When she runs out, she stops and gets a job until she can drive on again. Stop in here, add your comments, and wish her the best. And heck, if you have a driveway, can she sleep in it?

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March 07, 2005

Buds.

Okay. I can't hold it in any more. This (took out the link from paranoia, but safe to say that it is a publishing house that makes books about the bud) is where I am working now. I love it. It's very... San Francisco. Even though it's in Oakland. The really crazy thing is that I was applying for police dispatch positions before I found this place. How varied is my life.

For the first time in simply ages, I found myself in the position of welcoming back travelers, instead of being the traveler welcomed back. It was kinda nice. And I got souvenirs! Presents are nice. Most of them were made of french chocolate, and they are gone now. Mmm. I told Christy it was time for her to go back when I finished the last bar last night while watching the Parisian episodes of Sex and the City.

This weekend's event was one of the most eclectic weddings I have ever been to. It was for a dear life-long family friend, one of my mother's Mothers For Peace fellows,  and the wedding guests ranged from the home-made peasant skirt attired to a member of the Los Angeles Philharmonic. There were equal amounts of sequins and birkenstocks. It was great.

What sucked was that I was sick as a dog. The entire time I was traveling, I got exactly one mild cold. Since I've been back, I don't think I've been healthy for more than a few days in a row (if you count hangovers), and this last one was truly nasty and knocked me out for about a week and a half. Blech. Maybe my body truly is built for motion. Well, tough shit, body. Get used to the sedentary life.

Having said that, I am completely ready for a mini-trip. I think I am going to go call Rach and convince her to take the convertible out for a spin on the coast. Oh yeah, time for some wind in my hair and familiar haunts.

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Comments

Glad you found a job you like so much. Police dispatch jobs?! You WERE covering the whole spectrum!

Execellent post! Yay! So glad you're home....

more excellent story material, eh? btw, are you still up for care packages of books? I had a stack set aside for you but held off when you said you were leaving St. Bliss...let me know!
all the best, chica

LOVE where you're working. Hee.

Um, can I come out for a spin on the coast? Puh-leeze?

That sounds like it could cure worse afflictions than the common cold. Have fun!

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