I am utterly failing at communication; for this, I apologize to all of you!! Please bear with me as I complete these three years of insanity. I miss you all dearly, especially on days like this when I have something exciting to communicate and I can't run over to someone's house and jump up and down. Also, because I do nothing but study law, I have become a boring person unless you like you make jokes like, "Hey - there should be a band called Hearsay and the Exceptions!" Wah-wah.
First-off - I have a PAYING JOB for next summer! I had one legit interview this fall (because the top 5% got EVERY other interview...so annoying) with Savannah River Remediation (SRS) and they offered me the job today! I pretty sure I snagged this because of my environmental background, which is rare down here (but the jobs are rare too). SRS is a private company that works in conjunction with the U.S. Dept. of Energy and several other entities to clean up "the Savannah River site," a former nuclear weapons manufacturing hub. Needless to say, I may exit the summer as Spiderwoman (and crash Carleton's superhero party FO' REAL), but I checked out the radiation risk and it's pretty low. Especially for only 3 months. And, because y'all don't go to school here I hope I can brag that I am getting paid $4,000/month to be four attorneys' bitch. I think. I'm still reeling from when the lady on the phone told me the figure - maybe it was only $2500? Regardless - holy shit!!!!!!!!!!
Most importantly, I get to work with environmental clean-up issues and branch out in contract law and employment law, which is excellent because I really wanted to get experience outside of environmental law. In sum, perfect job for me. Unfortunately, I will be in a fairly isolated small town in southern SC, requiring me to pay double rent for three months. But the area is also famous horse country! I'm thinking I will return to my old horse-riding days and go out on a ride at least once while I'm down there and attend horse shows on the weekend.
I'm also in the midst of writing a 30-page paper for the law journal I'm on. The subject is "the enforceability of environmental covenants in SC." When this is done, I will be one more step closer to graduation and a tiny bit less stressed out. And, when I'm done, I will be attending a MUSE concert, viewing the Avett Brothers at the SC State Fair while eating a fried oreos, and apple picking in the western Carolinas.
Finally - I'm excited about the new emissions standards the Obama administration is working on and the EPA made an endangerment finding for CO2, which means it can now be regulated under the Clean Air Act and we may be able to combat Global Warming (a bit) more effectively.
I hope you all are well and keep the updates coming!!
<3 Katie
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Best "Comps" Ever!!!!!
It's like cruel intentions but HILLARIOUS!!! This girl did her own research project on all of her sexual encounters in college. I will forever refer to hook ups as data collection...
My Life is a Lucy Sketch?
Hey queridos. Today my store received this enormous shipment of books from the US for which we´ve been waiting for about 3 months and my co-workers and I spent all afternoon hauling boxes around and unloading them. In a struggle with one particularly heavy box, I bent over to pick it up and my pants split right up the middle. Not in a discreet way either. We´re talking a perfect soundclip of a rip from zipper to belt. Every single pair of Gap pants I´ve owned has eventually ripped in the crotch, but never in such dramatic fashion.
I turned around to face the customers in the store, who were behind me incidentally, in this sort of classic way with my head craning around to inspect the damage. I wasn´t really bothered by it (even though I spent all day bending over with my black underwear conspicuously escaping my corduroys...) but now I´m down to two pairs of pants in a country where I can´t buy pants.
I think that means it´s time to come home.
I turned around to face the customers in the store, who were behind me incidentally, in this sort of classic way with my head craning around to inspect the damage. I wasn´t really bothered by it (even though I spent all day bending over with my black underwear conspicuously escaping my corduroys...) but now I´m down to two pairs of pants in a country where I can´t buy pants.
I think that means it´s time to come home.
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