I'm in New York now!

I feel completely apologetic for the lack of entries. Does anyone actually read this? What happened was that I got totally swept up in the wave of final papers, and just became an essay writing machine for a while. I realize that feeling guilty for neglecting your blog is a total first world problem, but it's kind of how I've been feeling. I started this thing to encourage me to write more often, and I haven't really done that.

But I digress. What I really wanted to write here is that I've moved into a cozy (that's a euphemism) room at the International House at Columbia University in New York. As you can see, I've got a sweet view of Riverside Church. I've been completely wiped all day, and I definitely forgot some things at home, but it's good to be here. I took a walk tonight and found a bookstore a few blocks from me that's open until 11pm, plays punk music, and has chairs for reading. It's nice to be somewhere that shares my sleep schedule.

I don't start my internship until the 15th so I've got some time here to just wander and get my bearings. It's my first time living in New York, and there's so much to do I feel myself going just a little bit crazy already. I passed at least ten restaurants tonight that I want to eat at (I'm becoming my mother. Food is everything.) and that's just within a ten block radius of my dorm room. That place where they always ate on Seinfeld is here. It looks almost the same as it does on the TBS reruns I watched in my living room this past year.

I'll write more later. Now I need to get into bed with the book I got in preparation for my semester in London this fall. It's called "The Anglo Files" by Sarah Lyall. I need to know what I'm getting myself into.