Kat's Cool

As you may have noticed, last week was so busy that short of a post on rambunctious turtles, I had no time to write. I was completely swamped at work and stayed late every night, until around 1 am, and as late as 3:30 one night. In the end, I got everything done that I needed to by Friday, just in time to take off for Fire Island for the weekend.

Fire Island is a small, picturesque island somewhere in the vicinity of Long Island (I'm NYC-geographically challenged) that feels a little like the Cape with no cars. On the train headed out to they ferry, I was imagining a relaxing weekend filled with lazing around on the beach and solid sleep. Instead, and in large part thanks to "Rocket Fuel," Fire Island's drink speciality, I spent Saturday night dancing, drinking, and bar-hopping around the Island's four bars until 5:20 in the morning. It was a lot of fun.

When I woke up today at noon, I felt like I had been run over by a 747. It's sad to say but I'm getting too old for this. My body no longer bounces back from copious amounts of alcohol and little to no sleep.

Now, it's 9:30 pm Sunday night and I'm trying to prepare for tomorrow by looking over some work while watching "10 Things I Hate About You." I really enjoy that movie, mainly because I love Julie Stile's young feminist character, Kat. I also love Heath Ledger as the bad boy that falls for Kat, and when Kat's little sister Bianca punches out this guy.

I was once a lot more like Kat than I am now. I miss that. I think it has a lot to do with being a lawyer, living in New York, and having a job that requires me to work, on occasion, until 3:30 in the morning. How is one supposed to be a balanced, whip-smart, cool, young feminist while so sleep deprived? I'm telling you, it's very difficult.