Saying Good-bye
30 May 2003-1:23 a.m.
I hate saying good-bye. Tonight I said good-bye to a good friend. It's not a good-bye forever; at least I don't think it is. We have some vague plan about meeting up again in 2005 or so. You see she's moving to Romania. Yep...I must admit that when she does something she does it big. She's joined the Peace Corps, and you know what? I'm damn proud of her. I wish her all the luck in the world, and while I'll miss her very much I think she's doing a good thing.
She is an amazing person. Quite possibly one of the funniest people I have ever met. Yeah I'd put her up there as funniest. She was one of those people that I decided that I liked pretty much instantly; She's that kind of girl. One of the few people I've ever met that can make grammar entertaining. Get her really drunk and she can talk about grammar for long periods of time, and it's great. She can make socks funny, and can talk for hours about soup. I know no one else remotely like her.
I missed her good-bye party, but I think tonight was better. Just a group hanging out at IHOP. Not very different than any other time. Much fun was had in the parking lot. I gave her a hug and said see ya. Somehow the parking lot of IHOP seems an appropriate place. Jen and I got in my car, she got in another. We made sure we didn't watch until she was out of sight. It's an old superstition that if you watch a person leave until you can no longer see them, you'll never see them again. It's silly, but I never watch my friends leave. I'm going to miss her.
One final thing. I didn't get to sign her going away book but I wanted to leave her a message. She reads this so I'll leave it here instead.
Beth, you are a motherfucker who pushes the envelope. You truly are, and I couldn't give you any higher praise than that. I will miss you.