Dispatch: Beaverton
According to: http://www.beaversww.org/beaver.html, "Beavers are more than intriguing animals with flat tails and lustrous fur." This is week two in Beaverton, and I am still waiting to see my first beaver. (hee.) I have seen a lot of trees, two rainbows and for three glorious hours, Powell's Book Store (and Powell's technical bookstore, which is in a completely different building, because one block and three floors was just not enough.)
Mostly I've been inside an office building, desperately trying to maintain some semblance of actually caring, and somehow, for the most part succeeding. In my spare time, I've been looking for a Mayor of Beaverton t-shirt, because it's essential to my "Take this Job and Shove It" dance routine. So far, no luck...
I feel like I could love Portland. As long as I can get everyone I love moved here. Housing is REALLY reasonable and there are TONS of dogs. And according to Rian, Portland is the city of cats (and bridges and roses.) And the air is clean and fresh, and the beavers and rainbows. Good lord don't forget the beavers and rainbows...
I'm really lonely though and missing my family and friends and cat. I'm also having lots of trouble sleeping...and I've got three more weeks to go (if I don't screw it up and have to stay five weeks...)
However, having completed the whining section of my post, I watched this program on The Learning Channel about a disease called something I can't remember and it just made me feel like the biggest asshut in the world for feeling sorry for myself when there are people so much worse off. I'm a crappy person. Excuse me while I go eat some Marzipan Beavers.
Mostly I've been inside an office building, desperately trying to maintain some semblance of actually caring, and somehow, for the most part succeeding. In my spare time, I've been looking for a Mayor of Beaverton t-shirt, because it's essential to my "Take this Job and Shove It" dance routine. So far, no luck...
I feel like I could love Portland. As long as I can get everyone I love moved here. Housing is REALLY reasonable and there are TONS of dogs. And according to Rian, Portland is the city of cats (and bridges and roses.) And the air is clean and fresh, and the beavers and rainbows. Good lord don't forget the beavers and rainbows...
I'm really lonely though and missing my family and friends and cat. I'm also having lots of trouble sleeping...and I've got three more weeks to go (if I don't screw it up and have to stay five weeks...)
However, having completed the whining section of my post, I watched this program on The Learning Channel about a disease called something I can't remember and it just made me feel like the biggest asshut in the world for feeling sorry for myself when there are people so much worse off. I'm a crappy person. Excuse me while I go eat some Marzipan Beavers.