Monday, June 04, 2007

You're still here?

Every once in a while, I check the log at sitemeter to see what sort of traffic comes my way. For the past year or so, it's been somewhat of a test to see just how long people will keep checking for new content. From the looks of things, it's not so much that people who know and like *me* are checking up, but rather people who know and like my friend Joe, as it appears that the vast majority of my hits are from his fine friends who link from many wonderful and exotic places through the sidebar on his blog.

So. Hello, Joe's friends!

Like Joe, I am also enjoying (enduring?) a summer of BarBri in preparation for the California bar. Currently, my right forearm is tight and kind of burning from handwriting something on the order of 100 flashcards for criminal law and criminal procedure (collectively "crimes"). I would kill for a paraffin dip on it right now (but it would not be premeditated, and not with a malignant heart, in case you were wondering).

Bar study means I am home a LOT, as I can't stand studying in libraries or coffee shops. The cats are overjoyed at this, and have collectively decided that there is nothing better than trying to lay on workbooks, take pens, or just put paws on the edge of a workbook in hopes that a pen might surface soon for the taking. I am relieved when they distract themselves with the little knit gloves that are apparently so fun to pull out of the bin where I keep winter things (aka the bin of things that will largely find their way to the Salvation Army upon our departure from Ann Arbor).

Arg. Back to crimes questions.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

I have determined

It is my esteemed determination that someone needs to offer me the following option for the remainder of the semester: I get to abdicate all responsibilities for Securities Regulation, Partnership Tax, and Anatomy of a Deal. I, in turn, will gladly fill my days by fulfilling the responsibilities associated with my other two classes, reading wedding magazines, and eating Cadbury eggs. Sound okay? Yes?

In other news, my mother has decided to start being a Catholic again. I have not the words.

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

My newsiest news

J and I got engaged last Saturday in Chicago!

Wedding date TBD, sometime between taking the bar and starting work next year.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Two thoughts, and a prelude to a third

1) I am increasingly bothered by the way Turk's new facial hair makes him look strikingly like LeVar Burton as season five rolls merrily along.

2) The word 'cremains' is really, really funny. Both for the way someone just stuck the c from cremate onto remains to describe the product of the process, and for the way it reminds me of craisins. Don't mix them up though, one is a nasty snack.

pre-3) During this couch-ridden weekend of flu, fever, and snot, I've seen a bunch of movies, including Crash. More developed thoughts forthcoming, but my initial reaction is a big...meh. I get it, People Are Racist, but cheez. It was like I could feel Paul Haggis's heavy, heavy hand on my head the whole time, to the point that I was like, 'Christ dude, step off, I get it!'

Friday, February 24, 2006

Pop quiz

Can you guess what's more fun than getting the flu the day before spring break and having to skip the trip to NYC with boyfriend and friends so you can stay home and be feverish?


Congratulations--we will accept any answer given. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some TheraFlu to sip and a nose to wipe.

Monday, January 16, 2006

It's a boy!

As of last night, I am now an aunt! My nephew's name is Jonathan, and my dad reports that everyone is doing fine. It's times like this I'm sorry I'm so far away. At least I'll be there this summer for my other stepsister's wedding.

Saturday, December 03, 2005

Oh dear

It's now squarely December, and that means exams are but moments away. I really dislike this time of the semester, even though this year in no way resembles last year in terms of volume or intensity of both work to be done and nerves. Still, I'd much rather just be done with it all and not have these stupid half-done outlines hanging over my head every time I want to read Dear Abby. If you imagine that Word documents can't cast judging looks, boy do you have a lot to learn. I swear, my tax outline made fun of my pants the other day. Swear.

I am, however, a bit of a near-champion. My bowling team made it to the finals earlier this week in our night of playoffs, and we only lost by four pins. Considering that we were in 19th out of 20 places about 6 weeks ago, I'd say that's a pretty good showing. I'd also say that bowling four games in a row is kind of a lot, and that if you start the fourth game after 1am, you should really lower your scoring expectations, lest you be somewhat supremely disappointed. But no matter: we get, like, plaques and shit.

Enterprise Organizations calls. Happy Belated Festivus to all.