damn the muse

This will show up on RSS, and I'm sure someone will freak. Oh my god, she's alive.

Have been. For a while. Newsvine has been taking up my time. I write there sometimes, and then sometimes I just link to stuff.

I've been debating about using this blog to talk about the issues that come up at work. No, not about work, but the law. Yes, yours truely has found herself some legal work, though for the time being I do mostly translation stuff. I think it might help though if I started writing down some of the interesting immigration principals I run across when I'm sent to do research for a client.

Nope. No confidentially breaking here.

It's all just thoughts though.

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For the majority of us checking voicemail costs us minutes. Well I learned today that if I called my own number, I would be connected directly to voicemail. This in turn would be treated as an in network call. No peak minutes spent and no accidental charges should I go over my minutes.

Of course this trick won't stop me from automatically pressing the #1 button each time I have messages. What can I say, habits are tough to break!

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Comments will be closed soon. At least until the new version of MT4. It's ridiculous how badly I'm getting bombarded. Oh, and my server still can't handle rebuilds. It's all so frustrating.

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My brother's wireless connection is killing me. It works for a while and then it conks out. First it starts slowing down, and then it becomes useless. Since I'm the only one using it, it's up to me to ensure the thing resets. Then I'm guaranteed a day or two of some connectivity. Then it's back to fighting.

On the bright side, I had the best hamburgers yesterday.

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I just had coffee with spoiled milk. My stomach isn't happy. It isn't like I did it on purpose. As I was drinking the stuff I kept blaming the coffee. I was beginning to believe that my skills as a cook had failed. I've yet to make the perfect iced coffee from the brewed stuff. Then we checked the milk. The milk that supposedly doesn't expire till May 3rd. It was so dead.

My stomach is not happy, and I'm still craving the perfect cup of coffee. I want it iced!

I have realized that I need the darker brew.

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I've been having to ask those tough questions. The what if, and what's next if I don't pass. It becomes more of a reality the more each day goes by, and though it's not as painful as I imagined, it's not something I can ignore.

I know I'm tired of studying.

I'm tired of doing nothing.

I can't be the work from home personality. As much as a part of me loves to be anti-social, the other half is just dying to meet new people and be a part of something. I need to be challenged. I have to be challenged, stressed, worked in order to feel like I'm doing my fair share.

I've been writing. Some of it hasn't been great, but the stuff that I'm proud of the most is my fiction. A friend suggested I should aim for the e-zines. I may have to go for it.

If I don't pass I may just end up in California. There are actual jobs there for people with legal degrees. Here, I'm either too qualified, or I don't merit an answer.

If I pass, I'm going to be an attorney. I just feel like I'm on the loser tract, again. I'd be so good at it too.

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I've been awake since 3:30am, and everything feels hazy. Life goes on, but there is always that one little detail that always stays the same. It never goes away. Images creep into my head of past events, and sometimes the tears come. I'm handling it so well. I think I'm doing my best to avoid it.

Ricky's dad is gone, my uncle, my mom's brother and best friend in childhood. He was working late last night at the family owned gas station when men (or just one? don't know) broke in looking for money. They found him and they shot him in the chest. He died at the hospital during surgery. That's real life, and right now it sucks.

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I really, really need my guardians right now. And to think, the day had started out so lovely.

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I have a job interview! It requires my Spanish skills, and because I'm a perfectionist I must impress. For an entire week I will write in this blog in Spanish. Please, correct me. I speak it well, but my writing is just, well, scary. Hehe.

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La evolución del español es una verdadera desgracia.

No more podcasts for me. Between the Spanish lisp and who knows what else I think I need a rest. I'm going to pretend to be from Barthelona. Barthelona!

I'm happily obsessing over Spanish rather than crying over BSG. Moore did an evil, evil thing to a favorite character, and yours truly has been devastated. At the same time it is positively amusing to read fan reaction about Sunday's episode.

Lighting a candle for Starbuck. ::sniff::

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I think I lost another student. Or maybe he'll show up on Tuesday unannounced, and I'll have to suddenly pull out a lesson plan from thin air, because right now I just don't want to put in the effort. This really is horrible on my part, and really, I can sometimes wing it with my conversational students, but there is something about this one, he can throw me off. Knowing my streak for being a perfectionist I'll have something prepared, and he won't show up.

Oh well.

This is not the end of the world. I'm ecstatic! Thrilled. Ask me again on the 23rd.

My brain is making plans, and if I make it to the 19th, I'm hoping it won't be riddled with holes. I kept repeating the definition of negotiable instrument all day yesterday. I thought I was going mad. It was also the point were my head felt full. That moment were I'm pretty sure nothing more will fit, but please, oh please let's not forget that I have to go over Sales and Secured Transactions! Somehow I know I'm going to become obsessed with PMSI's again. What is it? It's perfected for twenty days, but after that if you don't file you're SOL. Until then it beats out everyone, but I know there are exceptions. It's all so thrilling and useless. I'm going to explode. Secretly, I just want to throw this all up on paper on Day 3.

Walking time bomb.

And then it's all over. No more bar exam for me. Ever. Because 5 timers rule.

If I did lose this student it kinda sucks, but here's hoping that he'll show up on Tuesday. If he doesn't then more will come, and it's more study time for me though I will be winding down by next weekend.

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Today is turning out to be a really sucky day! I wish I could read some people, and I hate that some people know how to push my buttons. That little fact riles me.

Some things happen for a reason. I know that this one was meant to be. I still hate that it bugs me to no end. Stupid stupidness.

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There was no SOTU for me, though I did read somewhere that Bush plans to devote the remainder of his presidency helping Africa. Huh?

In the meantime, my brother sent me another one of those political quizzes that is supposed to pinpoint how I lean exactly. I really liked this one just because I honestly had to think about my answers. I'm economic left/right: -5.63 social libertarian/authoritarian: -3.03.

Apparently, I heart the Dalai Lama and Mandela. And here I thought I was Machiavellian all the way.

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I feel human again, and that feels great. I just had to lie on the couch all day and watch mindless tv with the lights off. A few brain cells were lost. Oy. And as I'm typing this it may not be clear, but I've deleted quite a few spelling errors. Foghead strikes again.

Migraines are evil.

I thought I had one last summer, but I'm thinking that was just a fluke. This one wasn't, and I didn't catch it on time. Why? I've become complacent perhaps? Lack of pain for close to a year = stupidity. The signs were there. I was just in lala land or something.

I'm too hard on myself.

I hate migraines.

I despise foghead more. I sound stupid.

By the way, the forecasters in San Antonio are going nuts. This cold front is sweeping in and we're supposed to get ice tomorrow and snow the next two days. Snow. White stuff. Methinks people will actually keel over and die. This doesn't include the people who die from the accidents that will occur from the crazy drivers. They'll see the stuff, freak out, and kaboom.

It's frozen water people. Drive slowly. Unless you are me who likes to do spur of the moment things like go down steep hills laced with sheets of ice, and oops am I skidding? Been there. Done that. Very stupid. Fun. But stupid. And I was in my scooter, not in a car. I could have tipped over!

My lesson is very cold weather is pretty, but cold and dangerous. And if it does snow in San Antonio, I'm so going to have to take pictures even though I've seen enough of that white stuff to last a life time!

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This week came back to bite me.

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The best news anyone can hear is that they're doing their job fairly.

One of my more recent Spanish students emailed her work to me, and she added in a little experience she just had. She was able to understand someone else's conversation and correct them! I think that's awesome. And if I had any help with this, then at least I'm doing something right because believe me sometimes it's like searching for that single tinted marble in bowl full of multicolored ones.

So, this is good. My Spanish students are showing progress. Now, if only the bar would show me the same kind of leniency. Torts was not good to me today at all.

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Not everything has been going well as late. I don't want January to be the jinx, but as my friend, K, stated oh so clearly, would I rather this happen now or in February?

How about not at all.

There's stuff with me that I can deal with, but when it happens to my friends, it rather shakes me a bit. They need good vibes right now.

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The laptop is in surgery, and I'm typing from the tiniest resolution ever. I suppose I should be wearing my glasses, but right now I think I'm just happy my brother allowed me to lay hands on his Dell. That may not be the case tomorrow after he realizes that I've started messing with it. I can't help it. I'm lost without the Spanish keyboard. Besides, he rather owes me slightly. He's the reason why my laptop screen is now blank.

And I wonder why I can't delete the word 'apprehension' from my vocabulary.

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I tried to make rice today, and I crashed and burned. One of these days.

Of course, I could just have faulty rice.

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Feliz Cumpleaños, Stephen.

My fellow Sagi, and cool brother should be having a wonderful birthday right about now. He agrees with me. December babies rock! We also think that it's very uncool to give one present to a December baby just because it's so close to Christmas. You don't see that happening to an April baby, do you?

Anyway, Happy Birthday bro. May this year be extra special.

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