Chill

My car has air conditioning again!

I put off having it fixed for so long that I've kind of gotten used to driving everywhere with the windows down, and will probably continue to do so when it's not 90-some degrees out. But boy, is it nice to have an alternative.

This is the first time I've ever voluntarily taken my car in for service—usually something forces me to, like it needs its annual state inspection, or all my turn signals suddenly stop working at once. But no, I called them up and I said, "Fix the a/c and change the oil, please," and now, all of a sudden, I feel like a grown-up.

Hovering

There is a rainbow-colored hot air balloon flying over the projects just south of where I live. A large group of people has congregated on the grass to watch the balloon fly overhead.

I'd do that if it weren't $200. To fly in the balloon, that is, not to watch it go by.

Secession

A portion of my posts are leaving the Union and heading over to my new food blog, The Intuitive Cook. That means that incoming 1Ls looking for inside dirt on what it's like to go to UVa Law won't be bothered with my rambling about my farmer's market finds or my latest variety of cupcake. Unless they want to be, that is.

Confession

It's June 15th, and I've just now filed my FAFSA.

On the one hand, I'm a huge slacker for doing it so late. On the other hand, at least I did it of my own accord and didn't wait for the University to send me a tuition bill...

Quiet

It's a cool, gray day today, and pardon me if I sound crazy when I say that getting one of those here in Charlottesville in the middle of June is a real gift. Days like this make it easier for me to think, to write, to be alone at home and not get restless. They're part of the reason I'm contemplating a move back to Seattle when I graduate in two years. Seattle has a lot of these days.

It's been a really good summer so far. Trip to Pittsburgh, tons of cooking, game nights with friends, a visit from my high school buddy Matt, hiking in Shenandoah, swimming in the Ivy Gardens pool, yoga classes, and, of course, time at the law school with the profs and the other research assistants. My apartment is still a mess and I still haven't gotten my car air conditioning fixed, but nothing's ever perfect.

I can see mountains out of my apartment windows. I didn't even notice that when I rented the place.

Everything in my little herb garden is still alive, so far. One month and counting.

We've had four straight days of thunderstorms. Let's see if today turns into number five.