The DNC in Denver-- Why am I not there again?

So I do not move in to my apartment in DC until Sept 1st and I don't have any classes or anything to be at in Columbia, so why am I here and not in Denver at the Democratic National Convention? I cannot answer that because I have absolutely no idea. I must not have been in my right mind when I decided it was best to go home for a week in the beginning of August instead of at the end. Bad call.

So I am currently sitting on Katherine's couch watching Nancy Pelosi and Jimmy Carter on MSNBC instead of in person. And I think I should take this time to note that Katherine is actually sprawled out on the couch next to me having taken 2 benadryls she isn't going anywhere, so she is forced to watch with me and endure the liberal remarks coming from me and the tv. To Nancy Pelosi's "Health Care is not a priviledge, it's a right" K Todd says "Is it? Is it? What do you think, Alina?" I of course declined to comment -- she is letting me live at her house.

I may or may not have screamed/exclaimed/cried about 25 times in the less than 2 hours that I have been watching coverage. And I am glad that there is something to watch on TV for 6 hours every night now that the Olympics are over. Oh and a special shout out to Dr. Fowler because without his class I would not be able to get half as pumped about this convention as I am.

So I'm going to DC for a semester to pretend to be an adult

I am leaving Columbia to intern in Washington, DC in one week! Though I will miss USC a lot, I have been wanting to do this since I discovered my love of politics at the ripe old age of 8 when my class followed the 1996 Presidential election. I'm still not sure who I will be interning for, but I am positive I will have the time of my life no matter what.

I have never blogged before, and it took me literally half an hour to figure out how to do this, but I figured this would be a good way to document my adventures and keep everyone updated (plus Katherine and I decided our lives were way to interesting not to have blogs, so I went ahead and started one -it all began with a roach in a fishbowl, don't ask).

I will try to keep things interesting, which means I probably won't write too much about my research or class, but maybe a lot about the sweet free food I get!

Oh and I refuse to have a cheesy sign off line because though I have never read a blog, I somehow know that people have those.