<strong>Katy, saying goodnight</strong><br/><br/>Katy waved to Mike as he disappeared through the door that would lead him downstairs.  She yawned too, answering Sean's question.  "I'm not sure exactly what time it is, but I know this place is ahead of home by sixteen hours for me.  I think it's probably around ten, which isn't very late, but I'm so jet lagged that I know my internal clock is going to be going nuts for the next few days until I adjust."<br/><br/>She waited a few more minutes, the talk turning briefly to time zones and life in the Pacific, and then she too was yawning enough to call it a night.  "I think I'm all tuckered out, too," she said, and then leaned forward and kissed first Beth's cheek and then Sean's.  "If you two go for your run in the morning, enjoy."<br/><br/>Back in her room, she took a quick shower and then sat back down in front of the computer that served as her video diary.  She knew it would wait until the morning, but she wanted to talk about it now, she found, to get her first real impressions off of her chest.  Pressing the button, she waited for the green light to come on and then started to speak.  "Well, our first day on the island is over.  I like them all very much.  It seems as if we were all chosen for our compatibility with one another."<br/><br/>The university had made her undergo a dozen interviews with psychiatrists, and she could see the results now.  Assuming the others had endured the same rigorous screening, they had turned out people who were different enough to get a true mix of personalities and yet similar enough to get along.  None of them was so much a wallflower as to shrink into the background or stick out like a sore thumb.<br/><br/>"Beth.  I'll start with her.  She's so damn pretty!  And so far, she's very sweet.  I'm really hoping to get along with her.  I know that with women, it can be a little iffy, but I hope she sees things the same as I do.  If there's competition or fighting between the women within a nontraditional family, it can set things up for failure.  I assume that they've chosen people who aren't competitive in nature, but who knows.  And Sean, he seems so interesting!  I can't wait to find out things about him.  I bet he has some great stories to tell.  And he oozes sex appeal and self-confidence."  Her lips curved up in a little smile.  "Very attractive."<br/><br/>Her smile broadened even further when she paused and thought about Mike.  "Mikkel," she said, feeling the name on her tongue.  It was her first time saying it out loud.  When she'd read it on his bio sheet, she hadn't known how to pronounce it.  "He's so unexpected.  I can already tell that he's attracted to me.  Sean seems to be approaching things a bit more cautiously.  Mike, though, he seems ready to plunge right into things, just like I am.  Maybe that's why he seems to be drawn to me.  His sense of humor is a surprise.  I don't know why, but I got the impression from the data sheet that he would be very dry and serious, but he isn't.  I imagine he'll be a lot of fun, and he's a decade older than I am, so maybe I'll learn a thing or two from him along the way."<br/><br/>Her eyes twinkled as she added, "Although he'd better watch it.  The way he took off from the hot tub tonight, like his coach was going to turn back into a pumpkin, I'm going to start giving him a hard time about his age.  You know, since he has a sense of humor and I know he can take it.  I'm excited about tomorrow, whoever is watching this.  It's a good sign.  If I go to bed every night looking forward to the next day, you'll know you have at least one success on your hands.  Goodnight."