in reference to the latest photo:

This is my life. I mean, boys and football. I admit that I still have a limited (nonexistent) concept of the "inner workings" of this epic sport. What I do know, however, is the ridiculous level of emotional investment put into following ones team, etc.etc. And that's coming directly from the horse's mouth (is that the correct euphemism? I am horrible at quoting euphemisms accurately). I mean, Scott discussed (at length) his undying emotional dedication to his team earlier today. Take a look at Josh's face (on the right): his team obviously just made a bad play/lost some yards (I realize "some yards" would make any sports fan puke--this is Kara discussing a sport). Look at the disappointment, the pain, no...the agony! Yes, this is quite possibly the most emotionally invested I have ever seen a person be in anything. To add to the irony, while they have been watching this game, I've been making some lovely zucchini patties seasoned with thyme and oregano. Gotta even out the vibe of this living situation somehow. So there's the first look at my roommate buddies. They're funny. I laugh at them as often as possible.

where dust bunnies come to die

Just a quick note concerning the aforementioned bunnies of dust: Scott and I recently entered the zone and the flat is now undergoing a deep clean. It's so nice not to feel like my socks are doubling as a dust mop. And I got a go at the kitchen (very important). Anyway, just a quick status update on the state of the boy roommate situation. I hereby remove all capital letters after b when referring to my flatmates from now on. Just Boys. Mostly lowercase.

the mystique of grocery shopping

or: my adventures in Billa (that's the grocery store). Never have I hated grocery shopping as I do in the Czech Republic. Yes, it's only been about two weeks, so maybe about three visits. But seriously, when I say mystery food, I mean cross your fingers and pray. I must look ridiculous, meandering through the aisles trying to decide what sort of meal I can create with my as-yet-to-be-identified ingredients. Even figuring out what's yogurt and whats...tarvoh? (some thick cheesy sorta ricotta sorta sour creamish dairy product that's actually better than yogurt: my first mystery food challenge of Prague)...is a challenge. And then there's the lines to consider. After my aimless searching, it's time to pull out some serious game if I wanna get through the checkout line before my yogurt/dairy adventure-products go bad. It's like this: you're standing in line, minding your own business, and you start to feel the person behind you edging closer. Before you know it, that guy's pulling around to the side and attempting a full-on hockey check to get in front of you. I've learned to create a sort of barrier in these sort of lines, using my basket to take up the extra space where hockey-man might try to make a move. If the line is more or less "open air," however, I'm pretty much screwed. So that's the deal there: my first rant. My strategy for the immediate future is to just keep grabbing new stuff until I have an arsenol of less-mysterious food to work with. Gotta head back out to class. Toodles :)

I live with BOYS

Yes, it's finally dawned on me. We're talking football, poker, beer, and dust bunnies the size of my head. Well, maybe my foot. They do a surprising amount of dishes, actually (though they couldn't hold a candle to Jake). I'm pretty much okay with it all: had a lot of practice with this kind of stuff living in the dorms my sophomore and junior year at Beloit. Let's just say I know my way around a good pair of earplugs. I mean, we're talking connoisseur-level. Anyway, I like how down to earth we are with one another, and as the proclaimed (they called me this) "lady of the house," I get a lot of space as necessary. Scott was raised in North Carolina, so he's got this southern-gentleman gene going on, and Josh is just an (unadmittedly) sensitive person. So that's my flat-thought I'd give a general impression of my everyday living situation. Off to class.
Love,
Kara

first edition:

Hi everyone,
Since there's not a lot of time right now to talk to people at home, I'll update my adventures (misadventures) here. Thank you, come again :)