Oops

I suppose I slacked a little bit on the blog, considering I didn't write past the first entry. I told you I'm not a computer person. And I doubt anyone read it anyway; how do people find these things anyway? I would assume most blogs go unread. Although every "blogger" probably assumes everyone is reading intently. I'll break the mold and write under the assumption that no one will ever read this.

I've graduated from school and I just moved into a townhouse in Georgetown with Skylar. We went to New Zealand with friends for three weeks and then headed my family's house in Colorado for a month, which was amazing. The past couple months have been the best of my life. I took up fishing...well, I was forced into it - I used to sit the fishing trips out because I didn't have the patience...and now I'm obsessed. We caught and grilled our own fish almost every night and ate it with fresh lemon and ground pepper; we had lettuce straight from our neighbor, Hatch's, garden with a little bit of olive oil drizzled on top. And a lot of wine. Outside on the patio with the mountains in the background and some music on the speakers...perfection.

So now it's back to reality in Georgetown! I've decided to put off law school.

I'm Kate

I'm blogging as part of a writing/merging media directed study - it's a very small part of the project and I don't know where it will go yet, but I think it will tie it together nicely, so here it goes. I'm Kate. I'm 22. I'm not really a computer person, let alone a blogger...

It's freezing outside. 35 degrees. My best friend Skylar just brought me a huge Starbucks, even though she knows I hate coffee. They gave her an extra one today because she ordered something other than what she usually orders and it really threw them off. She goes there religiously and they make her drink as soon as they see her walk in to save time apparently. So anyway, today she switched her order and got two...and shoved one in my hand and was like, "you want this. drink it." So now I am warm but jittery. Did you care?

She'd come storming into my apartment, exasperated, throwing her arms up like, "No one believes I'm half Jewish!" And I was like...but you AREN'T half Jewish... And she said the point was she couldn't pass it off if for some reason she wanted to. Hmmm. I suggested maybe it was her blue eyes, to which she replied, "oh, I did Josh." That's a common response from her..."Yeah I mean whatever, I did (insert one of my brothers names/your dad/your mom)." And then changes the subject. We went to Argentina over Christmas and now she wants to "move there for life," which she says about everywhere she goes.

I just got into law school - two really good ones, my top choices - but I don't know if I want to go. I might move to New York City, or maybe back to MD. Regardless I'm spending half the summer in Aspen with Skylar and our other friends Abby and Gigi and my brothers...and the other half up on lake Michigan. I'm so excited. But I'm stressing about the law school thing. I don't know if I really want to go, but I spent so much time on all those classes and studying and taking the LSATs and then applying. So I probably should.

Okay, I'm going to go run errands.