Message-ID: <3887264.1075841920622.JavaMail.evans@thyme> Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2001 07:19:00 -0800 (PST) From: kate.symes@enron.com To: annas@cobs.edu Subject: RE: Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-From: Kate Symes X-To: Anna Symes @ ENRON X-cc: X-bcc: X-Folder: \kate symes 6-27-02\Notes Folders\'sent mail X-Origin: SYMES-K X-FileName: kate symes 6-27-02.nsf How crazy would that be if we had three generations of Symes in one classroom! If I were one of the other students and I figured out there were three siblings in my class, I might actually consider that a little bizarre, like a circus family or something. But whatever. I'm definitely into it though - that is, if U.O. has decided to forgive my errant freshman year behavior that got me booted from those luxurious residance halls and re-admit me. They're probably looking over my application right now and just pissing themselves, "Wait a minute - that good-for-nothing druggy thinks she's going to GRADUATE SCHOOL...HAHAHAHAHAHA..." and so on. And by the way, I didn't mean to throw you into a fit of Catholic guilt over the kitty thing. She's totally fine, and mom actually likes her. I think my presence actually upsets the balance. And I think this move might be good for her - she'll be going back to her apartment roots. The real martyr in all of this is Big Kitty, who still looks completely baffled when Kitty hurtles herself at him from behind doorways and such. After she does that, they generally both walk away from each other just looking completely dissatisfied with the whole thing - Big Kitty because he's old and demented and everything confuses him, and Kitty because she's young and demented and everything pisses her off. Gotta love it. So you look like Jennifer now? Hey, don't underestimate the one-time popularity of that haircut. Everything comes back into fashion at some point. I will tell Brett you said hi. His wife just had her baby - they are such a freaking cute little family it makes me depressed. Even more than I already am from having to sit around my house all the time and listen to Amber and Molly call their respective boyfriends "schmoopy" and swap sex stories. It's thoroughly disgusting, and I've told them so. They just throw their heads back and laugh with self-satisfied couple-induced mania. And there you have my happy little family..... Have fun on your date tonight! Just go into it like you have nothing to lose, which you don't, and like you don't care, which you shouldn't. 'Kay? Love ya, Kate Anna Symes on 03/14/2001 03:11:54 PM To: "'Kate.Symes@enron.com'" cc: Subject: RE: Zero week is a one-week, four-credit course in June at U of O. I'm trying to get John to do it, too. Maybe we should all take one together! Anyway, the website is uosummer.uoregon.edu (no www), but unfortunately none of the info is posted yet because they're all a bunch of lazy pot-smoking superfreaks over there in Eugene. Usually you can choose from any general ed courses - I'm taking polisci because I need it for my major. They'll have journalism and stuff like that. We could crash at John's house and party till the wee hours with all the wee freshmen! I feel bad about Kitty, too. Is she getting more nuts than ever? I would love to bring her out here if it wasn't for the obvious obstacles (she could never go outside, she would rip my face off on the ride over, etc.). If she is still doing bad next year when my lease runs out, we could consider bringing her out here. I could move into a house. Anyway, I'm sorry to hear about the whole thing. I feel really guilty too. Hopefully Mom is available for the five minutes a day that Kitty actually wants contact with humans. Well, have fun getting your hair cut and tell Brett I said hi! I got my hair cut here and the man confused me with Jennifer Aniston circa 1990. I look like a freak, and my hair is oily, and I don't want to go on this date. Have a good night! Anna -----Original Message----- From: Kate.Symes@enron.com [mailto:Kate.Symes@enron.com] Sent: Wednesday, March 14, 2001 1:44 PM To: annas@cobs.edu Subject: RE: Hey - what the heck is zero week? I might be interested in signing up for that - pack in some quick credits for my pre-grad school work. I figured out I'm going to essentially have to get a second bachelor's degree before going to grad school. But hey, it's all about the credentials man - as in, being able to tell people at my 10-year high school reunion that I have two bachelor's degrees, a master's, and a Rhodes Scholarship to study Italian wine in a 12th century villa, surrounded by buff, tan, and unusually good-looking farm workers.Tres important! So yeah, maybe we'll hold off on the visit for now. I think it's more important for us both to feel mentally stable about our finances for right now - then we party! I could maybe make it out there in April, overlap with mom's trip (I don't think I could handle the whole thing with her...) - I'll keep it in mind. And yeah, she's giddy about this whole house move thing. I hope it works out for the best - I really think it will. I'm starting to feel really bad about leaving Kitty with her, but I'm in a weird situation with Amber's cat at our house already. Part of me wants to just bring Kitty over and tell everyone to deal with it because it's my house too; but the other part of me doesn't want to deal with the bloodshed that will ensue between her and Amber's outmatched feline. Oh well, I'm thinking about it. The most excitement I'll be having this week is my haircut with Brett tonight. I think I might also be purchasing a bedskirt, a totally extraneous and disappointing expense that I would never have had if I hadn't insisted on getting a "real" house with a "real" bed and all that other crap that goes along with it and inevitably costs you money that you could have otherwise spent on beer. And as the sands flow, these are the days of our lives.... I'm so impressed with your dating maneuvers. I told Amber and Molly about it last night at dinner, which we ate together around our new dining room table, and they both said in unison, "Like sister, like sister." I guess I have some kind of reputation for ending up on dates with waiters - go figure. Anyway, it's time for me to go find something to eat and then come back to my desk and consume it while it flows directly to my butt. Can't wait! Write back soon. Kate Anna Symes on 03/14/2001 09:18:15 AM To: "'Kate.Symes@enron.com'" cc: Subject: RE: I'm so glad to hear everything's better at your house! I totally want to come visit, but my last two paycheck deposits have only raised the balance to $0 so it may be awhile. I'm definitely coming in June, when I take a zero week class in Eugene. Mom's supposedly coming out here in April and we might go to Glenwood Springs (hot springs, spa, MASSAGES!). You should come, too! Fun female family bonding time! I am so excited for Dad to visit, not just because of the car but also because it will increase my quantity of social engagements by about 100%. I'm a little worried about the effect it's having on Mom, who asked me when he was coming so she wouldn't "run into him". Like I would allow that to happen - how stupid does she think I am? But it sounds like she's pretty stoked about this house thing, so I'm excited for her. I have a date with that waiter guy tonight, but I'm not really that excited because I am fat, ugly and on the third day of my period. Did I mention broke and car-less? I think I should just put off this whole dating thing until I increase MY net value (to use Kate-speak), which is just ground zero for most people. I am trying to pay off some debt (Dad took care of most of it, but I didn't have the heart to show him my Nordstrom account). It's slow-going, though. And car payments will not make it easy, but seriously this city is so pedestrian-unfriendly that I feel I have no choice. I tried to go to my tennis lessons the other day and ended up walking along the shoulder of a highway for twenty minutes. And every person in Denver feels the need to own a dog and allow it to bark menacingly at every passerby (I am SO afraid of dogs after my brush with death in the form of a Doberman). So I need a car, and I don't care if it means weekly visits to the plasma "donation" center. I actually met Marky's ex the other night (maybe don't mention to Amber - I don't know why but the whole thing seems weird and I would rather stay out of it). Anyway, she is really cool! She reminds me of my friend Jen Sturmer, except less anorexic and depressed. Speaking of, have you been going out in Portland a lot? I miss Veritable Quandary! I haven't found anything like that here yet. Downtown has some cool bars, but you have to pay $90 plus an appendage to park and cabs are not cheap either. My neighborhood has some good dives, like the one on our corner that has a flickering neon sign outside announcing "Don's Mixed Drinks" - not sure, but think that's the name of the bar. I went in once and met Don, the king of multiple body piercings here in Denver. Okay, I'm rambling. Time to get back to work (which is so good lately, by the way! I get to start grant-writing this month!). Hope all's well for you. I'll give you the dirt on my date later, if my acne doesn't scare him away in minute one. Miss you, love you!! Love, yo sista -----Original Message----- From: Kate.Symes@enron.com [mailto:Kate.Symes@enron.com] Sent: Tuesday, March 13, 2001 6:10 PM To: annas@cobs.edu Subject: Re: Dearest Anna, my most favorite sister of them all! I'm sorry I've been so bad about staying in touch while you've been stuck in those Rocky Mountain highs and lows of life. It sounds like things are going really well though (Rocky Mountain "highs") and that you've made it through most of the tumult of moving to a new place (Rocky Mountain "lows"). Amber tells me every time she talks to Marky, her man of the hour, he mentions how they've got to get together with you when she comes to town - which will be on next Friday, whoo hoo, party! I'm so mad that she gets to go and I don't, being that I am not, like her, in my eighth year of college and therefore do not enjoy such things as "Spring Break Mania" anymore. And Monica tells Marky who tells Amber who tells me that she'd love to hang out with you more often. It sounds like you guys had a ball at dinner, eh? So you've got options, girlfriend, which is worlds more than I can say for my life at the mo'. It pretty much consists of working, eating, and sleeping. I'm definitely looking into that SAD mental disorder thing, because I think it's got me in its clutches. But the recent abundance of sunshine has brought me enough renewed energy to start thinking about life after winter. We're doing lots of gardening, cooking, and decorating at the house - it's like having three Martha Stewarts all working together, only slightly less stylish , immensely less efficient, and drunk. Other than that, I've been trying to organize and simplify my life - taking care of mounds of paperwork, paying off debts, sorting out all those nagging little post-it notes that plague me constantly and demand my attention in vain. I'm actually starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel, like maybe I could buy a car or take a trip in a few months, or even buy a SECOND pair of shoes, but let's not get wild and crazy just yet. So I heard Dad and Laura are on their way to your neck of the woods with an automobile. That is, in the immortal words of the guys in "Dude, where's my car?", SWEET... DUDE! You are stoked. I bet that's a major load off - just make sure to keep your finances in check and not get in over your head. Take it from one who knows. I'm seriously looking into buying an old beater car; but then I start fantasizing about the Audi A4 Quattro, and suddenly $30,000 doesn't seem like a bad price for becoming ultimately cool. Lately I've been doing a lot of research into self-improvement measures. I just applied for post-baccalaureate status at U of O, so I can start taking economics and poli sci classes online. (I just got my new FREE computer from work!) I'm also studying for the GRE, and pretty soon here I'm going to get serious about graduate school. I think I've decided on international studies and/or economics, depending on how well I like the classes I take. I've found my dream program at Johns Hopkins University in Washington, D.C. It's a two-year Masters of International Studies program that begins in Washington and ends in.....are you sitting down?.....Bologna, Italy! Holy shit, does it get more perfect? Apparently it's like the premiere training ground for government officials, according to my friend Andy who laughed forcefully in my face when I told him I wanted to get into it. But I figure, I'm not getting any younger, and I don't want any regrets, so I'm goin' for it, dude. As for the love life, it's nonexistant, which is why I'm putting so much energy into the self-improvement area of my life. I figure as long as I'm having no fun with boys I might as well be beefing up my net value. By the time they come around again, the eligible pool will have shrunk to 1 in 100 million. Whatever. Anyway, now that I've written you the longest paragraph of my life, I must retreat to my work duties. Then it's off for a thrilling tour of Portland via Tri-Met. Molly's making me dinner tonight in exchange for a finished resume. It's only taken her 3 years to compile the information for it, so this one should be a doozy. Hey, if you can ever make it home for a weekend, you should come at the end of May - David Gray is coming to the Schnitzer, and it's going to be fabulous! I'll buy your concert ticket if you can convince Dad to get your plane ticket. Call me soon if you can, or I'll call this weekend. Take care and I miss you! Love, Kate Anna Symes on 03/13/2001 02:55:09 PM To: "Kate Symes (E-mail)" cc: Subject: Hey Lady! What do you think you're doing? I haven't talked to you in way too long. You have to update me on the sitch! I am going on a date with a guy I met while out with Monica last weekend. He was our waiter and he looks like Chandler Bing, only Monica kept calling him Chanandler Bong (did you see that episode when they had to name who the TV Guide came to?). She is so fun! I was so glad to get out of my apartment/away from my roommate. And now I have a date, so I'm excited. I'm still in contact with Mr. Colorblind, but we've had the friends talk so it's been really cool. In fact, he's nicer to me now than he was before! Anyway, that's crazy news about Mom's house! I guess no more crashing at her house when I go home. How are your roommates? Your seattle boyfriend? Your job? Write me with the goods, woman. I am getting a car in two weeks and I am more excited than any car-buyer has ever been. My job is great, although i think I'm getting scoliosis from bad posture in an uncomfortable chair all day. Nothing else is happening. Are you going out for St. Patrick's Day? I have to work, but there's a big outdoor thing downtown that I might go to afterwards. Okay, must go work. Call me though! I miss you! Love, Anna