Still here
I'll be brief.
I'm playing with code. It's fascinating and terrifying. I often wonder why I didn't take the time to learn some of this stuff sooner.
Oh, it was called law school. Yeah, such a downer. Till tomorrow then.
June 17, 2010
June 3, 2010
Colorblind
An old Hindu woman sat across from me on the plane home to my parents. We were about to depart, and everytime I turned to look at her, it seemed like she was about to cry. She wiped her eyes, and her companion told the woman sitting next to her that she was visiting her daughter in El Paso, but that she was scared of flying. And sure enough when the flight attendants announced that they we were ready to depart, she started to tremble. The woman just took this little old woman in her arms and held her as our flight took off, while her companion, who I can only assume was her son, looked on and spoke to her, sometimes consoled her.
Plane rides always tend to be an adventure. I never know who will sit next to me, how many times people will bump into my shoulder, or whether that bag might actually fall on my head this time (hasn't happened yet). Yet strangers from different areas and backgrounds can sit together and have the most incredible conversations, or they can ignore each other for that two hour flight.
June 1, 2010
¿Hablas español?
I filed my first motion with the court today. It was painless. And I had a nice conversation afterwards with one of the court interpreters who told me he was from Mexico City. Odd thing was that during our entire conversation not once did either of us slip into Spanish, but once I left and he started chatting with a group nearby, I could hear them going back and forth in Spanish. I wonder if we were just being polite with each other, or if he assumed like I do sometimes with other people that I just didn't speak the language? Next time I see him I'm going to have to say hola.
April 7, 2008
Blip on the radar
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.
August 22, 2007
Nifty cell trick
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!
July 5, 2007
Not dead yet, but...
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.
May 29, 2007
Memorial Day Vacation
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.
April 22, 2007
Bad coffee
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.
April 18, 2007
What if
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.
March 30, 2007
Things that should never happen
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.
March 23, 2007
Miracle?
I really, really need my guardians right now. And to think, the day had started out so lovely.
March 19, 2007
Warning: no English here
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.
March 6, 2007
¿Que aprendà hoy?
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::
February 10, 2007
Things left to do...
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.
February 5, 2007
Ehh!
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.
January 23, 2007
Just another questionaire
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.
January 14, 2007
Foghead and Snow!
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!
January 13, 2007
I was right
This week came back to bite me.
January 10, 2007
After a stressful day
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.
January 8, 2007
January = bad month?
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.
December 20, 2006
In Brief
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.
December 17, 2006
no title
I tried to make rice today, and I crashed and burned. One of these days.
Of course, I could just have faulty rice.
December 14, 2006
What day is it?
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.
December 10, 2006
Because I can
So I'm trying to plan the birthday party, and I'm realizing that it's going to be a little bit harder than I expected. I may not be able to have it Tuesday because I'm discovering that some friends can't show up, but if I move it up to the weekend then I'll run into the same problem. I still have some people to invite too.
I also can't decide where to dine.
Don Quixote, La Fogata, or Red Lobster. Why Red Lobster? I'm dying for their trout. So I'm weird. I'm actually really craving fish, and not craving Mexican at all. Don Quixote has the best salmon. They have the best Spanish food, period. It's just a tad salty. Have I mentioned that I haven't been to La Fogata since maybe, oh, graduation?
Decisions, decisions, decisions! I hate them. I should go by the desert. In that case HEB wins. They have the best cake.
Anyway, because I am turning another year older. Here's my wishlist. Not that the ten people who register on my sitemeter will get me anything...
If I know you, and we're buddies. Send me an email, or leave me a comment. I have an abundance of time apparently, and I'm sending Christmas cards too.
December 9, 2006
Argh!
In the middle of question #8 of the property section my laptop shutdown. Thankfully the software kept my spot, but this is killing me. That and property and I aren't best buds. I'm still over 50 percent. I just wanted to be more.
December 6, 2006
Not a football post...
I'm not even sure if my football posts are that popular.
Football.
It's such a small and troublesome word. When I'm with my extended family I have to say American football because the real thing is an entirely different sport. It's just as much fun too. I think my family and I become rabid when watching it. We're scary.
My brother, B, loves all things German, so of course he knows all about the football clubs (futból now) in dear ole Deutschland. When his favorite team made it to the semis, there was much joy coming from his room. My mother and my cousin could bring down the walls. If the match is America v. Chivas, bloody hell, run for your life. There will be screaming. There will be doors slamming. There might even be an insult. Loyalty exists towards these teams, and god forbid they lose.
My family members will call family members in Mexico to gloat if a team won.
See, this is why I'm the way that I am. It's genetic.
December 5, 2006
Last year
In two weeks I'll be entering a final year.
I'm hoping it will be a year of final moments. Not bad moments, but good moments. Time to pass the big ugly. Time to find that dream job. Time to find the one and only (being single sucks). Time to write. Time for new adventures. Time for just being new.
I feel like I've spent the last five years stuck in a rut, but the one thing I have known is that I don't give up. Maybe it's because I was born this way. It wasn't easy. It was sad at times. But I knew I wanted to be a lawyer. And damn it, I will be. And I'll get there before I'm 30!
It's just a bit weird that I'm almost there.
December 3, 2006
Recap
I'm off to give a Spanish lesson, but before I do that I think I need to say a eulogy.
Here lie the Trojans. There will be no National Championship for you this year. Ouch! 13-9 loss. Better luck next year.
I feel better now.
December 1, 2006
And finally
I'm in the realm of gadgets. Not the kind where you go "ohh" and "ahh" after something nifty shows up on tv. No. I should have been born a techno guru, except I suck at physics, but I love inventing things.
Here's the thing. I opened up my laptop again this time and discovered the second fan. Technically, I knew there was a second one. It was just hiding from me. The keyboard knew I would mess with it, so it hid it. So, after a delightful google search, I dismantled much of my laptop, but I was still too much of a coward to remove the fans. I just cleaned them a bit, accidently dropped and rescued some screws, and my laptop still overheats!
Today I did some more problem-solving. Now my laptop is elevated off the desk courtesy of four lovely bottle tops. The temperature reading is still climbing. I'm going to have to cough up a cooling fan, and this upsets me because I've spent days unable to fix this myself. Grr argh.
November 30, 2006
Computer problems part deux
I'm still in problem solving mode. I've done a system restore, and that didn't help. A virus scan came up with zilch. After a thorough scan of both c and d drives, I discovered that there were minor issues, but my poor laptop still likes to shutdown unexpectedly. So, what's the diagnosis? It's a heat issue. Been there, done that. Except, I've already opened up my laptop and cleaned where I dared. Maybe I need to go further?
November 29, 2006
Quick and dirty
I'm having uber laptop trouble, so this will be short. For all I know my laptop will shut down before I finish this post. Then I'll have a fit. Sucky.
November 27, 2006
Last night
It's my last night in El Paso. The Irish lost, and I had great Mexican food yesterday. Leftovers this morning. I think I've officially tasted the second best tamales in the world. My aunts make the best.
I fly back to SA tomorrow. It's still warm in SA. The air conditioners are still running. It's slightly mad. Then again, as long as the weather stays comfortably cool I really can't complain. Anything is better than the 30's.
November 26, 2006
It's the beginning of the end
Christmas songs have started edging their way on the radio. Not the good kind. The bad ones sung by so-called pop stars with pumped up tunes and doctored vocals. The song is supposed to sound brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. Twenty years from now I'm not going to remember it. No one will. I will, however, remember this one:
So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear ones
The old and the young
{Refrain}
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas (war is over)
For weak and for strong (if you want it)
For rich and the poor ones
The road is so long
And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
{Refrain}
And so this is Christmas (war is over)
And what have we done (if you want it)
Another year over
And a new one just begun
And so happy Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
{Refrain}
War is over if you want it
War is over now
Hmm. I love this Lennon song. The arrangement is so pretty, but I had never really paid much attention to the words. I wonder how much rotation this song will get this year.
November 23, 2006
DÃa de dar las gracias
Note to self: We have not killed each other on Thanksgiving Day, yet.
My family has the Thanksgiving meal in the evening. We were hoping to have it at around 6pm, but nothing goes as planned here, so like clock work, it will probably happen around 7:30 or 8. Two family members are already moaning about missing Ugly Betty.
The menu for this evening is turkey. My mom made this new dish using cranberries and jello that I'm actually curious to try. There will be the usual stuffing (yuck), and yams with marshmellows. I tried making the latter a few weeks ago, and I ended up adding too much pineapple concentrate. Fortunately, no other palettes were harmed in the process.
For now I'm trying to convince my mom to add a simple salad to the menu to balance things out because apart from the food just mentioned, gravy isn't going to cut it. And then there is the pie. For any sweetaholic, tonight would be their type of heaven. I'm just trying to make up my mind.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
November 22, 2006
A post before dying
The internet connection here in EP town is downright disastrous. Cable has died a few times, and when that happens one brother panics. When it's wireless it's up to me to fix it. That can be rather annoying. It makes me want to have a central line.
What does this all mean? Is this the end of nabloplomo? Um, no. Stubborness is a trait I treasure even if it can be a curse. In the meantime, my fingers are so crossed.
November 21, 2006
Viva El Paso
I am now in parent town, and the first thing I was made to do was watch anime courtesy of my brother S. Methinks Karas will be an obsession. I'm not too sure about the other one we watched, since the name escapes me. It's supposed to be based in the same time period as Kenshin, but I never saw that one. I'm ambivalent about this one.
November 19, 2006
El que hacer
I'm writing a list. I'm hoping to check it more than twice. If I forget something I know I'm going to regret it.
Isn't anyone bothered by the fact that by the first of November our country becomes a holiday marketing machine, so that every time I hear the slightest hint of a carol it seems more like a gimmick than the promise of family reunions and cheer? I love December. My brother and I see it as a double whammy. We celebrate our birthdays (I'm not thirty, yet!), and then there's Christmas. It's just two weeks of going back and forth and feeling special. Presents or no, I enjoy spending that time with my family, but this country has made this Holiday its plaything. By Friday everything will be ramped up, carols will be blaring on mall speakers, and there will be cutthroat sales all over the place.
Christmas is a time for sharing and spending time with family. Gifts are a part of it, but I miss the days counting down to the new beginnings. Christmas Eve dinner. Red wine and a quiet evening at the table. Opening gifts the next morning and being surprised. Welcoming the New Year a few days later.
What is this holiday supposed to be for you?
November 12, 2006
New week
When I woke up this morning it wasn't pretty. Forget the medusa-like hair (fashion statement, yes), I wanted to rip my nose off and throw it at the tv. Living in San Antonio has made me a newly minted member of Allergies R Us, and I don't like it. Then again, who does.
It was slightly downhill from there. Only slightly because I'm peachy right now, so the day isn't a lost cause. And because this isn't meant to be a whiny entry, I won't dwell on the bad.
Here is a question though for any net savvy people who happen to stumble upon this blawg. Why the surge in comment spam? It's driving me batty. For a moment I thought that's why my install of MT was down, but it was just the server. There also seems to be an overall increase of spam generally. Add that to my list of things to do for the week. Modify spamassassin and write a novel and continue with this, nablopomo.
November 7, 2006
No fair!!
The voting site used to be across the street from my apartment. When I logged in this morning to check that it was still going to take place there I was shocked. SHOCKED. The bastards changed it. It's two bus rides away, and only a five minute drive by car.
The bus system in San Antonio really sucks. They just rearranged the schedules this week to improve performance. What I find so fascinating about the whole ordeal is that the people running the schedule changes don't even ride the buses. I really wonder what's in store for January. And because I'm really lazy, and I don't feel like sitting around and waiting for a bus, I'm just going to "walk" to the location. Here's hoping the battery on my scooter doesn't die.
November 5, 2006
That thing called 'Politics'
It's taboo to bring up politics in my household. The parents and one brother lean one way, and my younger brother and I lean the other way. And as viewpoints go, we all think we're right. I guess that's what happens when you grow up in a family with very, very stubborn genetics.
By Tuesday night the election will be over, and saying that I will be overjoyed is an overstatement. Almost every phone call home has some subtle comment from the parent about my affiliation. How could I vote for that person? Why did S. vote for X? Are we nuts? Did we know that X supports murdering children?
Oh my goodness I had no clue that murdering living, breathing children was legal in the United States of America. Then again illegal wiretapping is legal now as well as the temporary cancellation of habeas corpus for would be terrorists who may or may not be Americans.
Hmm.
I haven't decided who to vote for yet. I'm more worried about being able to vote than actually having to make that choice. I don't want a repeat of last time.
El mundo loco
Hay veces donde realmente me pregunto ¿porqué cometà este estupidez? Metà la pata. En serio. Entre más grande, más estupida. Y aparte todas mis amigas se están burlando de mÃ. Ya verán.
November 2, 2006
DÃa de los Muertos
For the last few years it's been almost impossible to enjoy October. Normally I spend the entire month in a growing panic. After all a few short days after my favorite month in the entire world bar results are released, and the last time I put myself through that agony I ended up in the ER with a very. very bad headache.
Migraines are bad.
This time I just felt apathetic. My best friend kept trying to convince me to have a party, and the only thing I could picture was our resulting disappointment of no one showing up and the mess in the end. Not that it would happen, but that it could. It was unshakable, and I'm realizing now that this October was making up for all the last few. It was a breather. Maybe it was giving me a chance to find it again, so that next year I might enjoy it again.
So what did I do? I laid out a bowl full of candy in front of my door, watched scary movies all day, and I ate plenty of Tootsie Rolls. The bowl was still full when I rescued it later that night. No surprise there. I had no clue that the killer in Friday the 13th was that person! How did they come up with the hockey mask? Granted I was switching back and forth between that and Halloween 4.
Next year I think I need to dress up and throw a party.
October 3, 2006
¿Quiéres aprender español?
It's 'new student' day. He sounds so excited to start, and I'm petrified. I come across as assertive and outgoing, but on the inside I'm painfully aware of every word I'm saying no matter what language I'm using. Beginners are so difficult to impress. Then again it's worse when I feel as if I have to make this huge and wonderful impression.
I really do enjoy teaching Spanish. Even more so when I feel like my language isn't being lost to this melting pot called San Antonio, and where the majority of the Latinos feel perfectly justified in mixing things up with English.
Damn. I didn't tell him I was 'special.' He's going to like me!
September 6, 2006
Be leary of hearsay
I used to love my apartment complex. The manager and staff were always nice to my roommate and I, and if we ever had a problem they always tried their best. It's a relief in a way to say that rarely has accessibility been an issue, which is why I'm reluctant to move. I've adapted very nicely into my second apartment, so I have no reason to move, except there are those rumblings...
When people whisper in my ear about this and that, and some of it is downright scandalous, my lawyer brain immediately labels it as slander and hearsay. It's juicy, and it startles me. I would be slightly surprised if it's false.
Things that are true: the gate hasn't been fixed in over six months, and the apartments really look shabby. There's more trash in the parking lot. I noticed a syringe in front of building 6 on Thursday. After I reported it three times, it was finally gone today.
There have been more sirens in the middle of the night, but the patrol car that used to haunt the complex is MIA. My upstair's neighbor had friends over two nights ago, and they were apparently robbed at gun point 500 feet away. Another resident had his car's tires jacked. Now it's standing on cinder blocks. According to M. last night there was a guy selling cds and dvds that she had just seen him steal from HEB.
Why didn't she report him while she was still at HEB?
I love it that the "red" leasing agent tells me that the gate will be fixed this week when I asked him. I've only heard that excuse 500 times. I think all the long term residents deserve a refund. Not for the false sense of security, but because it's part of the package.
As for moving, I'm looking but is anywhere safe?
August 25, 2006
2 things...
Alright, I have two things to say/request. If you're familiar with me, this could change. Hehe.
I have vox invites. If you want one, then leave me a comment that looks legitimate. If you have no clue what vox is then don't worry about it.
The second thing is a request. Suggest a blog for me to visit. A bunch of the weblogs/lawblawgs I used to read have died. They apparently decided to close down permanently, which is a shame because they were pretty damn good. I have a few to add to the list on the side, but I'm up for anything. Inspire me people.
August 16, 2006
Yazzy, where art thou?
Bwah! I'm here! And that was just dumb, but it sounded amusing when I was thinking it.
I will never abandon this blog. I've been experimenting with the free ones out there, but as long as I own my own my domain there really is no point. I've had blackglass.org since July 1999 and I plan on keeping that ownership till domains no longer exist. So, why the absence?
- Cousin came to visit in July, and I turned into a bona fide tourguide of San Antonio. I think I might have come down with heat stroke on one or two occasions too. It's currently still incredibly hot here. What is it, 18 days of 100 degree weather? For some reason the anchor on GMA loves to focus in on Dallas instead of us. Yes, apparently the Alamo city can handle the extreme humidity and 100 degree weather better than poor Dallas. In the meantime my old hometown of El Paso is flooding, and we're as dry as a desert.
- Also in July I took off a week for Irapuato, Mexico to celebrate my parents 30th wedding anniversary, which I helped plan with my aunt and grandmother. It turned out really nice, and damn it they made me sing Schubert's Ave Maria. Now I've been requested for a cousin's wedding in November, but I don't know if I'm going, and that song needs to die!
- The bar has been postponed yet again for February. Mental note: file those dreaded papers by the end of this month. I felt bad about waiting, but then I started reading people's reactions to the MBE, and given how busy I was in July it was just a good call. Can't someone just give me a license? Ugh.
April 23, 2006
Funny....not!
Firefox spoils me. I make up a password. It remembers it. I forget it, and if I'm fortunate enough I never have to remember it again. Except for the brief moment when I couldn't log on to MT. Joy.
Have I mentioned I'm ill.
Oh yeah, I start the job tomorrow, and I sing at my friend's wedding in less than a week. I need my voice for this but right now I sound like a hussy. Curtis, I am your dreamgirl.
April 4, 2006
Brief visit
I was in El Paso last week visiting the parents, and now that I'm back I think I miss the weather! Granted, desert weather in the summer is dry and hot, but in the spring it can still be rather cool. Low 80's with breezes and the occasional wind storm. Ok, I hate the wind storms. I don't miss those.
On my way back to the apartment I'm smiling because I'm home, and then I notice the temperature. It's in the 90's here. It's hot! It's not even summer yet, and it's hot. I should have stayed another week in El Paso. Imagine what the summer is going to be like. Steamy. I'll be living in a sauna. Joy.
Anyway.
El Paso was nice. I did say hello to the parents. Saw NIN in concert again, and the concert was recorded. The downside was that the handicap section was in a place where idiots could stand in front of us and block the view, so my little brother had to be a bodyguard. It was infuriating, but I told him to tell security and they managed to keep the place body free. This ruined his plans to sneak into the mosh pit. I felt bad.
March 24, 2006
Quote of the week
C. loves to tell me about her job. Some days she deals with good patients and some days she has deal with the type that aren't so agreeable. This week she was working up a patient that had just the right answers... or not.
"My head hurts," he says.
"Where?"
"On Earth."
March 20, 2006
There's no place like home
Last night I was reminded of one of the negatives of San Antonio. Tornado watches. There I was huddled in my bed gawking at my tv set as the weather gal calmly announced that funnel clouds had been spotted in Uvalde, and the storm was headed my way. All I could think about was why I had placed my bed so close to the window!
I'm so brilliant.
In other news I have a job interview as a law clerk, so maybe those storm clouds sent good mojo. It's set for April, so my fingers are crossed.
March 10, 2006
Frustration
I just spent an hour writing out an ad on this nifty website. I even had a funny example. If you're Hispanic you'd totally get it too. So what happened? I moved to save, and my touch pad went beserk. Instead of going foward it went backwards. It deleted everything, so now I'm on strike! Craigslist be damned as well.
March 9, 2006
Lawyer jokes
My father is a doctor. Ever since he learned how to use the 'foward' function on email not a day goes by that I receive jokes of every variety and color. He revels in sending me lawyer jokes. Some of them are good, and well some of them are...
A man walks into a bar. He sees a good looking, smartly dressed woman perched on a bar stool. He walks up behind her and says, "Hi there good looking, how's it going?" She turns around, faces him, looks him straight in the eye and says, "Listen, I'll screw anybody, anytime, anywhere, your place, my place, it doesn't matter. I've been doing it ever since I got out of college. I just flat out love it." He says, "No kidding? I'm a lawyer too! What firm are you with?
Gee, doctors and lawyers just hate each other with a passion, don't they? I think I'm going to start this guerilla campaign where I find good cases. Where a lawyer does an amazing thing that doesn't make my dad start sputtering in Spanish that he/she is the soon to be spawn of Satan. There are millions of good, ethical lawyers out there.
::cricket:: Hello.
And to think, his own daughter went to law school! He's uber proud of me, but the minute I receive my license I become the enemy. It doesn't matter if I've sworn up and down, here and there, to heaven and hell. Doctors and lawyers don't mix. The jokes are amusing, but wow. Feel the wrath!
Anyone know any good doctor jokes?
February 21, 2006
Not Dante's limbo
These last two weeks have been strange for me, and I feel like I could easily drift into the gloom that hit me as a 1L, which would be horrible. I'm in a new apartment, and I should be celebrating, except I'm not taking the bar exam. A part of me feels like I gave up. The other part feels like it was the wisest decision I have ever made. After all Texas is a 5 strikes and you're out state. This would have been the fifth time, and by the end of January I just didn't feel it.
In the meantime, it's gloomy outside. February needs to go away fast, or at least the sun has to come out soon. San Antonio has had a very mild winter, but suddenly the temperatures dropped this weekend and with it came the reminder that no one here knows how to drive in drizzle! Freezing rain. There are accidents down the interstate a mile long. And it always happens the week of the bar exam!
January 26, 2006
It's almost February
January is almost gone, and yet it still doesn't want to end. I'm watching the news today, and I can already tell you that it's going to be one of those years that won't be forgotten. As for me, well I'm still trying to get over the after effects of the flu.
I caught the flu, and it baffles me. I never get sick, so something like a fever just traumatizes me. A 101 temp is freaky. Call mom on the phone and say I'm dying. Now I'm just coughing, and coughing. At least it's not bird-like in nature, right. I need to think positively, and maybe it will go away.
I will say this-- I did reach one goal this month. I am the proud owner of a 30 gig video iPod. I'm broke. She's a beauty though all black and sleak and purdy. I downloaded my first podcast this morning and listened to it while rewatching "Epiphanies." Ron Moore says some very interesting things about Battlestar Galactica. I also downloaded a free episode of Monk, and that tiny screen is amazing.
I'm so broke, but I have a 5G iPod. So worth it. I will be teaching Spanish forever. At least until I find a job that requires my J.D.
December 12, 2005
It's spreading!
On Saturday it began. That annoying pressure in my nose that a simple allergy pill wasn't pulverizing in its tracks. I turned down an invitation to see Narnia. Me, the movie queen. Something just didn't feel right.
Sunday. I kept crashing into walls. The kicker was when I decided to bake cookies for my friends and Spanish students. For some reason I thought maizena was mazeca. Now I have two funky tasting batches of cookies. I made the mistake of telling my mother so she could coo and make me feel better because I'm sick. Hello, cold from hell. But no. She couldn't stop herself from laughing. How was I supposed to remember it was cornstarch! Add this to the long list of stories to tell the family at Christmas.
Today the fever breaks. I can't get rid of the cookies, and like every failed experiment I want to try again. At least I succesfully converted the grams into cups!
December 8, 2005
Time for giving
I'm a December baby. Sometimes it sucks. Sometimes it doesn't. My youngest brother shares my pain because he was born five days earlier than my birth date. And yet we are still of the opinion that December babies rule. For instance, did you know that around this time of year hospitals used to deliver newborn babies to their parents in Christmas stockings? Too cute.
Drs V. Surprise! Here's one very afflicted girl child. Good luck on the next 18 years of her life. May I suggest you put her in a home instead.
I insist that the stocking is cute. If I ever have a December baby he/she will be just as lucky as me. The 'rents of course didn't listen, and oh my goodness I'm so much closer to thirty next week! Where is the alcohol!
The amazon wishlist. Buy me something. Dec. 19th is D Day.
October 19, 2005
Ruminations and then some
If this blog has been heavy on the fluff then I don't apologize because its purpose has been to be well rounded, and lately my focus has been football. However, stay tuned. Bar angst is bound to rear its ugly head ever so soon. If I sit and think about it, now might even be perfect. Now is not a good time.
The truth of the matter is my silences come and go with my moods, and then there's this small nagging question stuck in the back of my head. If I pass and find an awesome job, what happens to all of this? A few months ago I would have said it's all or nothing. Today?
Last month I started teaching Spanish. I used to include my blog and personal website in my signature in emails. It's a signature I've used for over a year, so I didn't think anything of it. I already had two students and was about to meet a third; then out of the blue the third sends me an email saying that he was sorry, but that he wasn't going to be using my services because after having read an entry on my blog, he disagreed with my views. He therefore no longer wished to meet. The content of the entry really isn't important. What surprised me was that he didn't give me a chance. He assumed I would bring my opinions and views to a Spanish lesson, and it was just so startling.
Naive much?
Needless to say the links are gone, but I feel as if a part of my integrity is gone with it. Believe it or not many of the posts on this site do have some effort behind them. I do enjoy the snark, and I revel in my opinions because I believe beyond everything else that it is important to be able to think on your own. Followers, on the other hand, are just that, lambs with no purpose other than to be raised, groomed, fed, and bled.
If and when I pass the bar I still intend for this blog to be around. It might have to become more serious. It might have to go incognito. I just know it's my place. Whether I talk about Irish football or anime, or my undying love of all things Whedon/Veronica Mars and the law. I just can't decide on one thing.
August 1, 2005
Big promises, nada
I crashed and burned this weekend. I've also found that as much as I would like to forget this law crammed in my brain, it keeps popping out at the weirdest moments. That and I keep waking up in the middle of the night questioning whether I identified all the issues in this essay or that essay.
Seriously, this must stop.
Of course this has not prevented real life from spilling in. It made me realize that I kind of didn't miss it that much. Only a tiny bit. It's the stress, ya see. Alright, alright, anything is better than barzam. But methinks the general concensus is I need a vacation!
June 28, 2005
Google Shmoogle
Ya know, on the occasions people do click on the ads it helps, but right now I'm trying to figure out where the hell the chango came from!
June 23, 2005
Interesting
I did 50 questions today, and I feel wiped out.
Detroit is leading by 5. Damnit! Stupid Spurs, get zee asses in gear. Come on Manu!!
And I actually got comment spam after like two months or more. Wow.
June 22, 2005
Blast from the past
I received an email this morning from someone I hadn't heard from in years. We were friends in elementary school, and then she moved away the summer before our 6th grade year (?). It's during those years that you begin to learn about best friends, and rivalries, and boys, and cliques, and god we did the craziest things now that I'm remembering. I mean, seriously, I had a scooter, and we were kids. The skies the limits and the bruises.
We tried to keep in touch, and I'm pretty sure that I still have a few of her letters, but things change, except for the net. You can always count on the internet to help with something. Help me pass the bar? Who knows. Reconnect with long lost friends? It can happen.
June 10, 2005
Late night revelries
I woke up early last night in a daze. I was worried I'd had a bar related nightmare, but it's too early for those, and I just realized I've done about 350 questions so yay. Instead I recognized that noise. The slow, but steadyly growing squeaky noise of bed springs.
Bounce... Bounce... Bounce...
Not now!!!!! At 3 AM. My neighbors have the noisiest bed in the world, and unfortunately they always seem to wake me up when they have the sex. Last night they had the sex. It lasted 20 minutes this time. With pauses. The springing seems to speed up after each pause too.
It was suggested that I leave a note on their door about their bed problem, but I think I'll just leave a can of oil.
June 1, 2005
Oh, randomnes abound!!
The apartment people still have not sent the carpet cleaners!!!!!! It's amazing how much junk you can have on the floor, and you don't really realize it until you have to pick it up day in and day out. Hopefully today will be the last day. I'm placing bets.
I have so much to do today. There's the customary 50 questions, and then a ton of other stuff too. The BarBri books are huge, and I can picture myself lugging them around. The word is picture, not lifting. I'm puny.
May 24, 2005
#33,000
I'm almost there. Maybe by tomorrow? Anyway, the lucky person to hit number 33,000 gets to ask me anything! Just try not to be pornographic...
;-)
April 28, 2005
Updates
Oh, look! An update post.
Here's the upshot now that I've dragged myself off the couch and don't feel like I'm going to keel over and become intimate with the rug...
As a migraine sufferer, I've been placed on a new drug that has made me rather blah this week. I've checked websites. Haven't really felt liked blogging. It did a number on me today, so I think it's going bye-bye, which rather sucks because I was migraine free for four months until recently, and this along with the topomax was the next great hope. I'll live. ;-)
Oh yeah, there's also the small little detail about having no laptop. I shanghaied my mother's last week when I was in El Paso (which no one knew, and it's a VAIO), and now mine is fixed. I'm thinking I'll pick it up tomorrow, but the rent and I have already decided to trade. I keep her slightly bigger laptop, and she'll keep mine. In a way we both get good deals. They're both the same age. The cd burner was faster on mine, and it's a smaller laptop, which makes it convenient for her. I'm getting used to the bigger screen, and don't need to move around as much.
Have I mentioned it's a Sony? The resolution on this thing is sweet. I just need to install Photoshop and see how it handles.
April 15, 2005
MCATs
My little brother is taking the MCAT tomorrow. He's going to do just fine, but I just want to say I'm thinking of him.
Dude, ND is way better than Brown. ::cough, cough::
March 7, 2005
And the webmistress says
I'm awake today. I know I am. Bright eyed and bushy tailed if I must be cute, but somehow the nerves in my brain are not connecting to the fingers. I'm forgetting to add words. So here's hoping I won't sound disconnected later!
March 2, 2005
Apocalypse??
I finally received some good news yesterday. I received a commision to design a website, and the money will help. Money always helps, and I love doing site design, so it's a good deal. At the same time my printer decides to start dying. So help me, I wanted to help it along. The strange thing is I don't think it's the actual printer that has the problem, rather I think it's the laptop serial port. If that's indeed the case then I'm in trouble, seeing as that's why the sound is having issues on the laptop as well.
Then today the wireless connection doesn't want to stay connected no matter what I do. What is this, karma? Though I did figure out that the problem with my iPod battery was related to a turned off surge protector and not the battery itself. Now I have to deal with this. I'm a closeted geek. The wireless networks have been growing in our apartment building, and I think maybe the new one has been clashing with ours. So I enabled WEP encryption, succesfully locked myself out of internet access for half an hour, and then I was able to get an IP address again. At least no one can steal our bandwidth, but I don't know if my laptop is behind the wonkiness.
I need to reformat. I'm not even sure if a reformat will fix the problems if they're hardware related. Compaqs just love falling apart on me physically after two years.
I went to sonystyle.net and drooled at the vaio laptops. They sell a 100 gig model that's for business and design and all for like $40 a month. What is considered the best brand for laptops, other than Dell?
February 12, 2005
The inevitable reformat
I saw the signs, and it opened up my eyes, and I will probably put off the reformat until I lose everything!!!
Ok, so maybe I'm not Ace of Base, but today left me frazzled. My laptop would not boot up, and once it did the sound died. I tried upgrading the drivers, removing the drivers, accidently deleting an unrecoverable driver, and thankfully System Restore fixed the later. Finally, I realized that my sound problems began after I installed a firewall on Thursday, so I did another restore, and my sound problems were fixed.
Then my laptop died again while I was watching a recap of American Idol and downloading last night's episode of Numb3rs. It's just not fair! So, as soon as I receive my copy of SP2 from Mr. Gates, I'll be doing a reformat.
Oy!
February 8, 2005
Fat Tuesday
It's days like these I really wish I were in New Orleans. Not because I'm bored and think San Antonio could be a livelier city. Not because I could be getting nekkid with the natives for oodles of beads, though honestly that's so last year.
It's because Lent starts tomorrow, and The Powers That Be have decided to drop Girl Scout cookies in my lap. Oh, fate can be so cruel!
Now, I'm a true believer in the whole "giving up material things" as being petty. As a non-practicing Catholic trying to jump back into the fray, I always try to do something worthwhile. Afterall, Lent is about suffering and repentance, and suffering, and have I mentioned suffering.
I've always seen it as a way to cleanse the soul so to speak, and as per usual I think I will yet again pledge to do an act of kindness everyday and try not to be so much of a smart ass. It will not apply to this blog! I revel in my miserable attempts at sarcasm.
As for the petty, well my roommate is going to make me give up something. I gave up Dr. Pepper last time. Maybe coffee or sodas in general? Or nothing at all?
PS. In the comments, I'm not replying to myself. My mother and I have the same name, and she decided to make an appearance. ;-)
January 15, 2005
Speaking of lawyer jokes
What's the difference between a lawyer and a catfish?
One's a bottom dwelling pond scum, and the other is a fish.
Courtesy of my brother.
January 14, 2005
I'm tempting you
So, is the new Chantico from Starbucks really that good? According to Imblognito, it's practically orgasmic, and I find myself debating whether to try one and indulge in that rich chocolate lovin' or go for the usual frap.
I'm not worried about the migraine I could get from this (though I do know someone who would suffer horribly so stay away), so could it be the calories? Nah. Seize the day. Drink chocolate and be merry... and then worry. ;)
Via Electric Venom
December 19, 2004
Late twenties
So what's the big deal? This is the big deal. I'm officially 27 today, and I'm still a brat. ;-)
December 15, 2004
Hello, anyone home??
I swear I haven't forgotten this thing. I'm in a rut, or maybe not. There are things to write about, but I guess I just don't have the heart to be even the slightest bit sarcastic about it. This will change.
It could be a few things. I turn 27 on Sunday. I'm entering my late twenties, and I still feel like a loser. I'm not a loser, right? I'm better than them, right?
I've been accused of being a stupid liberal. Hehe, really?
I've turned into a knitting freak. I'm amused.
October 31, 2004
PS
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
October 27, 2004
On being a patriot and ADA violations
Listening to: Tales of a Librarian - Tori Amos
I realized today that people are all too willing to help out when touch screens aren't accessible for voting. Yes, it's not one size fits all. And though I find it very sweet when the volunteers hold the screen up, move it closer, or even turn it upside down so I can hit the blinking "vote" button, I do tend to get nervous when that same nice volunteer starts making remarks about my choices! Had they been snide, I would have ruined the entire experience for everyone currently in that room. Needless to say it was an interesting day.
I voted. I waited in line for an hour in no air-conditioning to vote, but it's done. Two people almost commited vehicular homicide, but my scooter and I got there in one piece. Seriously, who's bright idea was it to set up an early voting site right across from a high school and elementary school with no sidewalk. San Antonio just doesn't believe in sidewalks apparently. And then they're so baffled as to why they're so many wheelchair fatalities on the roads.
Anyway, go vote!
August 4, 2004
Solutions
The perfect solution to calming one's nerves: singing at the top of one's lungs. I chose an Andrew Lloyd Weber collection and made Phantom my bitch. Actually, it was the other way around.
Downside: I'm so never going to be Sarah Brightman, and now my throat is offically raw. It did feel good to sing.
Evil Halogen lamps
My halogen lamp has smoked, fizzled, and died. So why in the hell can I not stop shaking???? I swear I'd look hilarious with a cigarette now to calm the nerves except I never did like them. My god the stupid lamp was smoking, and my first thought was to run away as fast as I could because I could hear something cracking. I was already at the doorway when I saw the smoke and realized my cell was in the scooter next to the lamp, so if I had to call 911 it would already be too late. So there I am weighing my options, rather quickly I might add, when I decide to stop being a coward and run over to the lamp, bend over and switch off the surge protector, solving the stupid mess.
Granted, had the bulb exploded I made sure that the lamp was at least a foot away from posters and such, plus there's the usual guard. I just didn't want anything falling on me, since I do feel somewhat vulnerable on me knees. At the same time, I should be thanking someone that I wasn't in my scooter this afternoon. I mean it's possible that the smoke might have dissapated, and that's that with that, but who knows.
I think I'll be trashing it tonight, after I send a nasty email to Bed, Bath, and Beyond for selling such a worthless thing. After three months it started turning on and off by itself, and now after a year, it's died.
July 14, 2004
España anyone?
I'm sure you noticed. How could you not. She's up to her old tricks again, you might say. Ranting and raving are truely art forms of mine. I percieve them as such. I was snarky all day yesterday. Perplexed that I wasn't more stressed though slightly guilt ridden. Just wait. Next week isn't here yet. Let's see how much bar study I can cram in less than two weeks.
By the way Spain was great, and Barcelona has officially become one of my favorite cities.
June 28, 2004
Lovely Spain
I'm gone for 10 days. I've been ordered to eat tons of paella, which has me uneasy now that I found out what it is. Seafood and I don't mix even if it is mixed with rice.
I also have my mothers iPod, which is now mine. Dear god, I love it. I have now finished my conversion into glorified dorkiness. I took off yesterday, iPod in the basket, remote control attached to my jean shorts, and the easy to spot headphones sticking out from beneath my hair. The music was full blast, and I just took a stroll around my parent's neighborhood.
I'm an easy convert. A glorified cult member willing to sing the iPod's highest praises, but please someone get rid of iTunes. It did a number to my mp3 collection. I think I almost wept with frustration after what it did.
Of course packing wouldn't be complete without my trusty notebook full of essay outlines and mnemonics. Can't leave home without the bar. Oh no. The guilty conscience follows me around wherever I go. Who cares if these plans were made months ago and the tickets are nonrefundable. Not the evil Board of Law Examiners.
I'm still coming back with my future husband in tow. See ya on the 10th.
May 29, 2004
Warning: written under the influence
I'm in complete denial over this thing called the bar exam. Third time's the charm is what I keep hearing, and I believe it. I'm not even depressed about it or intimidated. I just can't bring myself to sit down and actually start pouring over the stuff again, partly because I still remember it and maybe, just maybe, I'm slightly paranoid.
I know I don't need as much time as the first timers or even second timers, but I am going to bore myself to tears with questions. But to be honest I think I'm more freaked out by the fact that I have this trip scheduled in the middle of summer, and I wish I didn't.
That and relpax kicked my butt today. ;-) It works like a charm, and I am migraine free twice today, which is something zomig can't claim to do. I just can't stop slurring my sentences when I speak. I'm quite amusing and slightly naughty.
I have emails to write. I'm such a bad Yazzy. I can't even keep up with that. I'm more engrossed with the manga and anime I can't get my hands on than the stuff I should be doing. Procrastination is an art form, and I think I have it mastered.
May 27, 2004
An announcement
Guys, it's common knowledge that there are certain things you just don't tell your girlfriends. You don't tell them they're ugly, and that you can get them an appointment with your best friend the plastic surgeon. You don't tell them to wear that low cut, oops was that a nipple, dress, because it reminds you of your ex-girlfriend. And you most certainly do not tell your girlfriend on her birthday that she should lose a few extra pounds.
If you love her for who she is then please, shut up and accept her for who she is on the inside and not on the outside (though she's pretty on the outside too) because right now you're not worth a damn compared to her.
May 4, 2004
One down, one to go!
Blasphemy! Don't read!
There is a god. I passed the MPRE on the third try. I guess I'm ethical afterall. But we knew that. I just pretended to be a manipulative bitch all these years online to look cool.
::cough::
NIN is playing on winamp. Hehe.
All about me
Oh thank goodness, the server is back. 4 days of downtime equals a very bored me. My poor host was just as frustrated, and I feel bad for him, but I've also decided that it's time for me to move the domain to a server that's a bit more stable. An old host of mine is having a great deal that I can actually afford, so I'll be moving there in the next few days.
Now for the bad news. Yours truly will be taking the exam again in July. Oh well. I guess I'll be one of the three timers. I'm anxious to be receiving my results today just to see how much I missed it by. I'm hopeing I was close.
Not passing does put a dent in my plans for the summer. I have to start studying now since my parents have a trip planned for Spain, and I sorta can't cancel those since the tickets are non-refundable. It's the 'studying again' part that kills me. UGH. This is why I hope I was really close and it all comes to me via osmosis.
Ah, such is life. No, really. I'm fine.
April 24, 2004
Birthday Boy
He doesn't read this (I don't think), but it's still worth mentioning. Happy Birthday my dearest bro. It's so clear you're a Tauras, but I luvs ya anyway. Enjoy being 24!
April 22, 2004
Randomness
I did something different today with my hair. I killed the bangs. Swept them back, ironed them straight with my jibere iron, and now I'm considering growing them out for good this time. There's only one downside. I gleefully asked C. how I looked because I was amused. "You look older."
Ouch!
Ok, ok. Vanity forsake me. I get a kick out of hearing my roommate's friends incorrectly guess my age. Miss America I am not. Nor am I 21. I look great for being 26.
That isn't senial, though when I find I can no longer remember the words to Porgia Amor it's rather frightening. But that's another story. I'd rather say, "Damn me to hell." Now I'm just playing around to see who can quote me there.
I'm in the mood for change, and whether the bangs go or stay, well I can't believe I'm posting about it. How mundane.
March 19, 2004
So much junk
Findlaw had these wonderful articles that I wanted to comment on, and I'd like to say I was going to but my dog kept me from blogging. He sat on my lap and slobbered on me. Except I have no dog.
Actually I have something worse: the blue screen of death. I can be surfing away minding my own business, and suddenly it will hit without any warning. God forbid I be working on a layout. Then I'll really lose my hair. At least Word has an automatic save function.
The diagnosis is grim. I felt it in my gut, but the Best Buy tech confirmed it as he also gave me the bad news about having to confiscate my laptop for two to three weeks if I wanted a working A drive. I have a bad error. A really bad error. No duh Sherlock, I could have told you that.
A reformat is in order, and no I didn't give them my laptop. Not without backing up my information, which has entirely too much anime on the system. I just can't delete it! That and there's the whole thing with my writings, which are incredibly important. But the anime!
In all sincerity, how do I accumulate such junk. I'm like a bag lady on acid, and it's mildly amusing.
March 17, 2004
Listmania
For some reason lists make me feel important and productive, so I'm making a new one. That and they're actually kind of fun. In reality, I'm just finding something different to stress about other than the fact that April is almost here, and after that May, and that means bar results. This all equals horrible amounts of anxiety. It's too early to start stressing about that, so I'd rather stress about something else.
- Find a job (volunteer basis, wouldn't mind clerking though I would love to get some litigation experience in. Have I mentioned, love.)
- I owe Katie something creative today. It may just happen since I'm all about angst. It has to be based on a song. I just don't know if it will be a poem or a short piece.
- The domain. Poor domain. It desperatly needs a face lift. I want to finish editing the pages first, and then I'll think about a new layout. I think the forum will be making a reappearance this week. I just need to organize the files.
- My personal site is my absolute priority along with this blog which needs a face lift. I've been playing with a few of MT's features, and rumor has it that version 3 will be out fairly soon. That will be cool. But what good is a blog if no one knows the person behind it? I miss my site. It was also quite extensive, which is probably why I've probably ignored it. I can't anymore. That and my AMC pages used to receive tons of hits. I have to get it up again.
March 12, 2004
Of significance
These are the things I've discovered today:
- Wonderfalls made me laugh out loud, not once, not twice, but countless times. It definately deserves a second chance.
- I've discovered Blue October thanks to my roommate. My playlist is all the richer because of this, and this makes me happy.
- I will own the MPRE tomorrow. Ahem.
- When I post this I will have more posts than comments. I guess I've really bored people. But please, no spammers!
March 3, 2004
::drumroll::
It's alive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
February 11, 2004
Would you like to be my Anti-Valentine?
February 5, 2004
Tama pets
Oh dear god, now they're breeding!
January 28, 2004
Ok, so I have to make a new backup of everything just in case the domain goes down, and I have to move. Why? Well my other domain hosted on the same server for almost a year has been down for 24 hours, and just in case the same thing happens to this one I'll be prepared. Until then, I'll be posting in my livejournal so if you're not on my friend's list make sure you let me know. Of course, quirky law stuff will be public there.
January 20, 2004
Hey Mr. President. Now where exactly were those weapons of mass destruction?
January 13, 2004
Bar study has been bar study. Just today I was bragging to my mother about how I was at the same level I left off right when I took the insufferable exam and that things were looking up. Hey, look at me. I actually like studying solo without the pressure of competition and people going mad around me. Then I took the first 20 Evidence questions, and ladies and gentlemen I have been humiliated beyond belief. Apparently I don't even remember what hearsay is. Ouch!
No worries, I still have 5 and a half weeks.
He's writing again. This is good.
January 7, 2004
Flew back into SA last night after a canceled flight and a delay. I was really glad to finally get here.
Saw Underworld with the roomie and ate Chinese. Now I'm pretending to study for the bar. Am reminded that not everyone is pro 'other bar review course.'
Last night I received a call from a friend to see how I was doing, and I said I was fine, and he had the audacity to critizice my choice for a bar review course. As if BAR/BRI were the answer. I don't recall everyone who took it passing the bar this last time. No, I didn't take it last time, but I'm not a lecture girl either. I can't sit in a room and stare at a tv screen for three hours. I can look at a computer and do multiple choice questions. I can use a program that will analyze what I'm doing wrong and work at fixing my weaknesses. Interactivity is key, not the other way. Besides, I just found out that I get my own mentor whom I have to turn assignments into and stuff. So he can take his criticism and shove it up where ever he damn well pleases. I'm not going through this again.
December 31, 2003
1. What did you do in 2003 that you'd never done before?
Get my very first apartment and graduate from law school... took the bar exam which wasn't pretty, failed the bar exam... etc...
2. Did you keep your new year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I actually don't remember if I made any resolutions, and I'm not convinced if I want to make any now. Yes, I'm perfectly sober by the way. I think I'd be content passing the bar on the 2nd try and the MPRE on the 3rd. I was close this time too. I'm so pathetic.
3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Blog people. Heather and Denise. My cousin's wife gives birth next year.
4. Did anyone close to you die?
My grandfather, Tía Lupe, Tio Samuel, Yareli, and there were a few others that I
didn't know too well, but the toll was 9 in my family. This year sucked.
5. What countries did you visit?
Mexico. Just came back from there too.
6. What would you like to have in 2004 that you lacked in 2003?
My bloody license to practice law. I'm going to get it too. On the second try.
7.What date from 2003 will remain etched upon your memory?
May 17th. Graduation day.
8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Graduating. Hell I may not have a license, but I have my doctorate. That's pretty nifty. I'm a doctor of law. Get me drunk and I'll start sounding like one too.
9. What was your biggest failure?
See above, though not writing more has me disappointed too. This must be remedied.
10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Migraines, migraines, and the official diagnosis of the ugly bastards. Plus, I have high cholesterol even though I eat like a mouse.
11. What was the best thing you bought?
Tori Amos tickets. I have been dying to see her in concert, and this year it finally came true. What an awesome concert. Money well spent.
12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Behavior how? Attitude, always Brookie. Katie who keeps smiling. Linda, Ermelinda, Kelly, and Cyn.
13. Whose behavior made you appalled and/or depressed?
The Dean, a certain Satan, some boys on D and D night, the Board of Law Examiners.
14. Where did most of your money go?
The rent people and electricity. Christmas was a success since almost everyone loved what I got them. Apartment furnishings, and bar stuff.
15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Buffy/Angel marathons, the Tori Amos, Evanescence, and Lollapalooza concerts minus the Lolla girls. Watching Return of the King on opening night with friends. Joining the Bach Choir.
16. What song will always remind you of 2003?
Missing by Evanescence, Just a Dream by Delerium, All of this Past by Sarah Bettens
17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder?
Sadder but learning from it.
ii. thinner or fatter?
Thinner, by maybe 15 to 20 pounds and still losing.
iii. richer or poorer?
Poorer. I actually have to pay for my own lodgings and food now which leaves me with nothing by the end of the month. Ouch.
18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Write! Maybe study a few more hours a week, but there's really only so much you can do. Eat more chocolate and indulge in my newly discovered love of frappuccino.
19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Cry. Stress. Could do without the panic attacks. Damn it, they are here by banished.
20. How did you spend Christmas?
Freezing my ass off in two very cold houses in Mexico that have no heating systems what so ever. It was hotter outside during the day than it was inside the house! I'm talking 50 degrees!! But other than that we feasted on genuine tamales and ponche de frutas and as it is tradition there, we opened presents on the night of the 24th even though my immediate family did not get their presents until we got home to El Paso. Immediate as in, they received my gifts, but Stephen and I did not receive our birthday or Christmas gifts till the night we drove home. But they were nice gifts. He was a sweety. He gave me Angel Season 1 and Buffy Season 5. Brendan gave me Firefly. I also got the Aliens Quadrilogy, the Two Towers Extended Edition (my precious), Emma, and lots of money and other stuff to spend on myself. MAC here I come.
Other than presents, it was nice to see everyone. Grandmother looked well despite everything that happened, and practically everyone on Christmas Eve managed to get buzzed including me, on the weakest stuff too. Twas pathetic!
21. Did you fall in love in 2003?
They're all taken.
22. How many one night stands?
You jest.
23. What was your favourite TV program?
Buffy, but now Angel since the former has ended with ::gasp:: The OC coming in at a close second. My cousin made me watch the first episode in Mexico. Not just me, my brothers and I, and the damn show has made all three of us its bitch. And my mom just happened to have the other 13 episodes on her laptop. Me loves my Seth Cohen and Ryan Atwood. I shall never diss OC again. What an awesome show. Only problem is that it's on at the same time as Jake 2.0 and Angel. Sacrilage!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
Hate is such a strong word.....
26. What was the best book you read?
Angels and Demons by Dan Brown
27. What was your greatest musical discovery?
I really, really do like Evanescence earlier stuff.
28. What did you want and get?
An apartment, a new scooter, my law degree and obviously I wanted to graduate.
29. What did you want and not get?
My license. My first kiss. My first boyfriend. Pity me and die (the latter two).
30. What was your favourite film of this year?
Return of the King, The Last Samurai
31. What did you do on your birthday?
Katie made a lovely dinner and some friends came over where we had a lovely time talking about the law because we just rock that way. Lisa came from Austin, and that really rocked. I think we saw Frequency that morning, which was excellant.
32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Oh gee, guess.
33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2003?
I have no fashion sense, but losing weight has helped. I suddenly find myself believing that I'm attractive, which I am, but it helps if you're lighter too.
34. What kept you sane?
I have no clue.
35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
This year, I think it was Viggo Mortessen with Christian Bale coming in a close second.
36. What political issue stirred you the most?
Still bugs me. Two people have a right to be in a relationship regardless of their orientation. They also have a right to seal their union. No one has a right to prevent that.
37. Who did you miss?
Kelly and Catherine
38. Who was the best new person you met?
Lindsy. He's such a nice guy.
39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2003.
If you think you've gone through the worst life can throw your way, you ain't seen nothing yet.
40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
Um, no. It's a new year. I'm getting drunk and starting a new year.
December 20, 2003
This is what happens when the roomie and I start playing with the webcam. Methinks she's convinced into getting one now.
Personally, the best picture is the first one. And I really have no clue why my cam says it's Oct. 19th.
December 11, 2003
Went to Wal-mart today, and though I wasn't mobbed by hungry dvd seekers, the aisles did feel slightly smaller and people take their bloody time. You aren't there to chat, you're there to shop and move on. So I can't help it if I had this sudden urge to stand in the middle of the aisle and block everyone in front and behind me. I tend to be rather absent-minded that way.
I finally did get my hands on some Holiday cards, so if you'd like one from me please email me your address.
Oh, and have I mentioned that my birthday is a week from today. On the 19th to be exact, and I have a wishlist. The wishlist serves a dual purpose actually, so if you're feeling generous, forget me not though a card is just as lovely. But really, we all love presents. And I've decided I'm aging down now so I'm heading towards my early twenties again even though it's amusing that my roommates friends think she's older than me when it's vice versa.
December 5, 2003
This is a delightful thing I took from K courtesy of Google.
Go to Google and type in 'miserable failure' and then hit the "I'm Feeling Lucky" button. It's amusing.
December 4, 2003
I have spent almost $200 today and though it's for a good cause, I can't help but feel queasy. I'm not used to spending money so freely, especially when I'm rather poor. I am glad I get to spend it on Christmas gifts.
I have almost everyone done. I'm still trying to get Brendan's gift, and Katie's. I want to get something for Brooke and Roci and Roberta, and I need to buy some cards because I'd like to actually send some this year to Joe and Nik and Curtis and Marjorie and whomever else wants them. (hint: drop me a line if you'd like a card). Stephen's birthday present and christmas gift is bought, but neither one of my brothers has asked me what I want for my birthday or christmas which has me rather perplexed and feeling like I'm going to get screwed, again. I put all this time and effort into thinking what they might love, and they never take the time for me. Really, it's one of the minor drawbacks of being a December baby. Gah.
November 18, 2003
Jonni, what happened to blar? Email me at nimsay if you want.
November 13, 2003
I feel more human now. I think Tuesday was the last mope day. That day I was falling asleep by midday and just dragging. It was rather sad. Yesterday was different, and so is today.
I don't know. I just needed a few days to feel self pity perhaps, which sounds absolutely awful, but at least now I can face the day. And first on my list is a new layout for this, now, and I'm testing it with CS. Did I say that? Bad Yazzy.
November 4, 2003
I am sick of spam. All I get is spam. I open my nimsay account and voila, 15 pieces of spam come flying out. That's all. No one else loves me. Only the spammers, which is rather sad because I love them not. I'd rather boil their asses in acid. I've been using Mailwasher, but lately I don't think that's been helping much. I have spamassassin installed but I have no clue how to use it. ::le sigh::
I'm alive by the way. Results aren't in yet. My nerves are shot. Rumor has it they'll be released today.
October 18, 2003
The server move seems to have gone smoothly. The only mildy painful thing was reinstalling all the scripts, cgi and php, the hardest being the dreaded mailing list. Never has any script given me as much grief as that one, and this time the culprit was the permissions. I can safetly blame my server for that one, and fortuneately I figured it out, but I was so close to pulling my hair out, strand by strand.
The one thing left for me to upload is my personal site, which is painfully missing. The thing is I can't bring myself to do it. I hate the layout. I hate the site. There are tons of writings that I need to add, and the site itself has my email all over it without the spam protection and of course my spam intake is increasing at an alarming rate. Yes, I'm having a personal website identity crisis. It was bound to happen.
And I am so amused.
October 16, 2003
October 13, 2003
Alright. So here's the deal. Blog entries will be sparse for the next few days while I move servers. Keep your fingers crossed and here's hoping that I don't lose the last 300 entries.
September 30, 2003
The mailing list is fixed.
There is new reading material on blackglass.org and a contest. I'd suggest you check it out.
Where will you be tomorrow? Where will I be? Glued to the tv, writing my review and preparing for the return of Spike, but more importantly enjoying the season premiere of Angel. Thank God!!!!
September 29, 2003
I'm absolutely torn. Next month is October and in three or four weeks time I will have to fork over an unbelieveable amount of money over to pay for hosting for blackglass.org for yet another year. This is of course if I stay with site5. I've been with them for two years, and I can't really complain. Sure, cgi screws up all the time, and I've had to actually switch to php scripts which are actually quite sweet but rather intimidating to install. The tech support does not treat you like an idiot and that is a plus, and they have a forum. Uptime is good. I just can't really afford it, and even though someone said she'd help me out for a few months if I did use the Visa, I hate owing money.
September 22, 2003
I need a new layout. All my sites need new layouts. When angels weep needs a new layout. Desperatly. It lists me as a second year law student when I already graduated. I also have tons of writings to put up. It needs a new layout. Damn the muse needs a new layout. My mouse needs to move on its own and magically create beautiful graphics that stun the senses and make the unsuspecting visitors drool with envy. I agree with Nik. Layouts should make themselves.
Alas, if life were only that easy.
Non-graphic updates to the blog will be made today. I actually already fixed the layout for individual entries. I just never want to see green again. I'm thinking of a Greek theme next, but I never actually do what I think. It never happens that way.
I also have to write a challenge between now and Wednsday. Pulling teeth just doesn't describe it.
September 19, 2003
Things aren't well right now. I'm back in El Paso, and I may have to stay here longer than planned. I'm just tired. And not the best companion.
September 15, 2003
Millions of Mexicans are eating posole, preparing to revisit tonight a re-enactment of el grito with their families as firecrackers explode in the air and the men share a shot or two of tequila. What am I having for dinner tonight? Pollo.
Feliz Día de la Independencia, México.
September 8, 2003
Migraine. Bad. Evil.
Darkness. Good.
Drugs. Even better, except for the slight respiratory distress part. Bad Zomig. Behave. But migraine is temporarily gone and yazzy is drugged. ;-)
September 2, 2003
Ok, so I'm a horrible person. I haven't been blogging as much as I should. It's because I hit another dry spell. Had a bit of bad news and well last week was my small descent into darkness culminating into my 'woe is me day' yesterday, and today I'm in my 'yay I'm me' mood. I don't know what that means, but it doesn't feel like the end of the world. And no, it doesn't mean that there will be an end to my Whedon-centric posts. Mwah ha ha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So on we go with Whedon and the law. Trust me, I will find a correlation between the two.
August 28, 2003
I'm so tired I seriously doubt I could come up with anything remotely witty, but this needs to be said.
I managed to learn a while back and learned again today that I am attractive, and contrary to what I use to believe, I do not scare away the unassuming male with my physical disability. It used to be a lovely excuse, but woe is me, I actually scare them away because of my sarcasm and as my father would say, feminism is just not appealing (not true). I also tend to be painfully shy. This of course does not mean that you should do the following if you are of the opposite sex:
Sit across from me on the public bus and oogle at me with your 70's teacher hairstyle that reminds me of my father when he was in college.
Drop a folded note in my basket with the words "Hey Beautiful," as you mischieviously grin and get off the bus.
Expect me to go out on a date with you after your note pronounces you to be a Bible lovin' student with a minor in stupidity if you really think I'm going to accept a date with someone who saw me on the bus and didn't speak a word. As if telling me I have a nice smile is going to make me swoon in my seat, or figuratively speaking, at your feet, make me say yes through small pants. What a lucky day this is for me. I get a date.
I'd rather die a nun.
I'll give a guy a chance if he tries to get to know me first, but not like this. So he's shy. Sure, not shy enough to write a note and walk away with that ridiculous look on his face.
The "Hey Beautiful," was a nice touch though, even if it was a bit freaky.
Why can't I attract the nice guys for once? Just once? Ok, so I'm an attractive woman, but I'd like to draw my counterpart to me and not the opposite, and I would like for the weird ones to stay away. Please.
August 26, 2003
In case you didn't know, I was in El Paso for over a week for a much needed vacation. Upon returning to my humble abode my roommate was most pleased. Apparently the old Yazzy is back. I'm no longer frazzled. We shall see.
I certainly did not miss the San Antonio humidity. My god, it's a sauna here.
I have so much to do too, like go to Career Services and ask them to show me how to write a cover letter (yes, I'm pathetic), and then there's the month's worth of email I have yet to answer. Oi vey
August 22, 2003
I need a new layout. Desperately. I'm sick of seeing this one. A revamp is in order. I just don't want to open photoshop. Go figure. Sheesh. But I will eventually.
Get this. I had this weird dream that livejournal was bought by yahoo, and this really pissed me off, so I closed my account there and took off all my writings and griped because I didn't know where to put them being that LJ is my writing journal of sorts (and for quizes).
August 18, 2003
What's the best thing about being home in El Paso for a week? I get to see Sex and the City!!! I so miss my show, and after being teased with previews of Carnivale I may have to call Time Warner and figure out how to get HBO reactivated for the lowest price possible because I seriously miss that channel and Showtime. That and money should not be a question since I do have one small webdesign project coming my way finally. I just refuse to pay 40 bucks for standard cable though the roommate and I could probably afford it now.
August 15, 2003
So, the choir director at St. Mary's would love to have me back for both choirs, and I can join the Texas Bach Choir in October. This is good news, and it gives me something to do at least until I can figure out what to do with my current situation seeing as I can't work (which sucks, sucks, sucks, sucks, stupid government I hate you). I just need to decide whether I want to do both school choirs.
I still hate migraines. I want mine to go away. Preferably before Tuesday.
Still alive. And I'll be blogging and answering email and doing all the important stuff soon. Promise. I just need to get over a migraine. This once a month for seven days just blows. Why did my trigger have to be hormonal? And frankly I don't care if I'm whiny. They hurt.
August 10, 2003
I'm so behind on everything, it's terrible. Email, updates, graphics, name it and I'm late but that's ok. I'll catch up. I've been having a blast. These last two days have made up for most of my lousy summer.
Lollapalooza:
Just rocked!! I'm completely fascinated by the Donnas. I thought they were adorable, and were incredible musicians. Incubus was fun. I only recognized three songs but that's ok. I was amused by their entrance to the Super Mario Bros. theme. Twas cute. Queens of the Stone Age are downloadable. They put on a good show. Audioslave stole the show!!! It was the best hour out of the entire day, and what a voice, and he's just so cool, and so hot. They just rocked the house. And you just had to have been there. It made Jane's Addiction's performance look mediocre, which it was. That and they used these scantly clad girls for dancers, and it was just bad. I only liked one song.
Fiesta Texas:
I've lived here three years and not once have I been to Fiesta, so my brother mentions that we're going today and I say ok. I'm already achy, and I'll be more so tomorrow, but it was so much fun. We only rode three rollercoasters (because we're such cowards) but they were wild. The Rattler jarred us to the bones. I think that's why I hurt all over. We rode the Superman twice, and after the second time we were so dizzy we couldn't get off the ride. It was amusing. I really like having my little brother here.
The only downside to the whole concert and today is that its been too hot. Forecasters keep saying rain but I haven't seen a single drop!!
August 6, 2003
You know you're still haven't recovered from the Bar when:
you wake up from a dream which has you answering multiple choice questions much like in the style of the MBE, except instead of your typical Evidence, Torts, or Criminal answer choices, you get something like...
a) Riverdance
b) The Lord who who should have reasonably and prudently put on that Dance on a stable stage.
c) The Irish flub
d) Wake up, you're having a bloody nightmare!!!!
I have no idea why I was dreaming about Michael Flahtley last night, and in combination with MBE questions no less. I'm blaming the MPRE on this one.
August 5, 2003
I'm alive. Honest. I've been busy switching over my files from one laptop to another. That and I do have the MPRE on Friday, and apparently Lollapolluza on Saturday.
I get to see Incubus, A Perfect Circle, and Audioslave. Giddy does not even describe it.
July 31, 2003
I just found out from L. that people in Houston actually left the exam and had to throw up. I'm telling you, it was bloody awful. But, I agree with her. Come swearing in time, out of the four of us, the one with the lowest score will gladly buy everyone else drinks. Here's to November.
And here's to blessed, blessed bed!!
It's over. It's finally over, and I think I'm brain dead.
Thanks everyone for your support. You guys so rock my world. I just have one more exam to go.
July 30, 2003
Two days down. One to go.
First day was alright. I wasn't too happy with the first part of Day 1. I was restricted to three lines instead of five, which made it more difficult and I had to go back and change my wording on so many things. That and I made the court reporter type the MPT on the laptop instead of his machine because the whole business of going through and flagging things and then going back and changing things once I was done was just not going to work. Not yesterday and not tomorrow for the essays. He's bringing his big keyboard tomorrow so he can type faster.
The MBE was what I expected, but it did not make it any easier, and this morning did not go well. I kept yawning and I could not see straight, and my answers were freaking me out, so I don't know. I seriously regretted not bringing my glasses even though I probably would not have been able to use them. The afternoon went a little better after having a frappucino (yum). I'd just rather not think about it. I don't want to think about whether I failed.
I have one more day to go. That's the only thing I can think about. And yay me. I saw there were spoilers about how Spike comes back on Angel, and I didn't read them. I'm behaving.
July 28, 2003
Ok, this is it. All my luck to Brookie and my friends who are taking this thing tomorrow, and keep your fingers crossed for me for the next three days. I'm seriously going to kick this thing in the ass. ;-)
July 27, 2003
Ok people, light your candles, cross your fingers and be prepared for the same spiel tomorrow because I need all the good vibes I can get. My friends and I that is, because I'm thinking about them too, but I'm thinking about me too.
It finally hit me in the gut on Friday as I said goodbye to one of my study partners, R. Now there's no turning back, and I'm absolutely terrified. I get it. Now I know why lawyers have nightmares about taking this exam. The examiners are sadists and I hope they can sleep at night because I sure as hell am not!
Tuesday, Wednsday, Thursday will be utter hell. I'm most terrified about Wednsday, which is the MBE. The 200 multiple choice questions that determine whether I will get my license or not. Six grueling hours spent bent over a piece of paper filing in little circles that may not even be right because the answers are so subtle. I know the law. I dream about it in my sleep. I can't even have a decent conversation with another human being without bringing up some legal issue sparked by some innocent comment they made. I walk and talk like a lawyer. It's maddening, yet rather thrilling. But that's besides the point.
I realize I'm venting, and that I need to vent. I just wish I knew everything would be ok. I'm not looking foward to this at all. I'm looking foward to Tuesday afternoon and the brief trip to San Marcos for clothes because of the nice weight loss I've sustained. I could use that time to study for the essays. Or I could stress myself out even more. I could look foward to Thursday afternoon, and the pretty little damage I plan on causing to my liver, which I doubt because it's like pulling teeth to get me drunk. Not just that, do I really want a hangover on Friday? As a friend would say, after taking the Texas Bar, hell yeah.
I know I'll get through this barring any further major catastrophes, and I am still firm in my resolution that I will see my section in Austin in November when we get sworn in. I just can't help being a little nervous and a little scared right now since it's right around the corner.
And to think, once this is over I'll finally have time to do things like read. I have Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix waiting for me, as well as the rest of A Clash of Kings. Real books.
It's almost over. But I'll still be pleading tomorrow. ;-)
Ugh, and there I go again. I just started thinking about the different pleadings in Civil procedure. I need help!!!
July 26, 2003
Evil stress made me sleep lousy last night. Die evil stress!! ::stabs it with a knife::
July 25, 2003
I get Secured Transactions!! I'm absolutely giddy. L. went through the mother of an essay question with me, and after talking through the process of attachment (ya need collateral ie. relationship between the parties, money or value, and a signed agreement) then you decided whether a security interest has been perfected, and if it has, then you look at who has priority, and voila! It's so easy. And here I thought my poor brain couldn't handle anything else.
It's rather sad. We've studied so much that we can find legal issues in practically anything. My roommate will be chatting away at some random thing and I will suddenly interject with some legal theory that I either learned in evidence or torts or any of the other subjects swimming in my head. L. and I had to watch cartoons during our lunch break today so we wouldn't start looking for the legal issues. I of course find this all amusing, and I can't wait to let it all swim out slowly on Thursday after a few shots of vodka and god knows what else.
I did also get a chance to see Tomb Raider tonight, which was absolutely fun. Better than the first movie for sure, so if you're looking for action and maybe just a tad of romance, then this is the movie for you. I'd go into detail except that I'm tired, and I'm thirsty, and I need to sleep.
I'm supposed to be relaxing these next few days, but I'm bloody fucking stressed! This calls for a return of me! Yes, I will be blogging in my true smart ass self. See, I feel better all ready!
Admit it, you missed me.
Things to do before the bar 4 days from now:
- Don't PANIC! I woke up from a dream where R. was telling me that I had missed a Business Associations question. I suck at Secured Transactions, why am I freaking out about BA?
- Finish reading Criminal Procedure
- Memorize the differences between the Texas rules and the Federal rules of evidence.
- Go over the outlines for the essay topics. I have Family Law, Wills, Trusts, BA and ::gasp:: even Property down. I'm shaky on Commercial Paper, Secured Transactions, Oil and Gas, Community Property, and Estate Administration.
- Oh yeah, the most important thing ever, I need to pay for blackglass since it expires on the 31st. It would be bad if I forgot. Very bad. I just don't know if I want to pay for two years or three years. That and I'm royally peeved at my hostees. They have no idea what awaits them August 1st.
- See Tomb Raider tonight. Relaxation is in order.
- Pay bills!
July 22, 2003
I admit that getting back to business has been a task and a half, and fortunately I'm not having guilt trips over not sticking to the strictness of the practice bar. I think I'm allowed a little lee way, given the circumstances. I'm trying. That's what matters. That, and with what is left after tomorrow I plan on using my time to finish memorizing those mnemonics that need memorizing, and playing catch up on civ and crim procedure, and the subtle differences between the Texas and Federal rules of evidence, because oh my gosh that part of the test just totally kicked my ass on Monday. But I was amused. The questions in the criminal part were hysterical though. I had to explain to my roommate why I was laughing, and I realized that it was probably a good thing that I would be taking the exam in a seperate room because only I would find humor in such things.
For instance, I was pleasantly pleased that remedial measures could be introduced into evidence in product liability cases in texas, otherwise the little girl in the case would have gotten screwed over. Of course, I could only remember the federal rule so I got it wrong, but now I know better.
Which reminds me, I don't like the rape questions in the MBE. Tricky little fuckers.
And thank you MPRE people for granting me my simple little accomodation for the test on August 8.
July 20, 2003
Private journal entry
July 19, 2003
Eleven days to the bar and I was dealing with a retriggered migrained that hurt so badly that I couldn't stop crying out of just pure frustration. That and stress. Stress doesn't cause them but it makes them worse. And I still have it today. It's day 5, but it's better. There will be no migraine for the bar.
Ten days to the bar today and there was another death in my family. She just dropped dead, and I just saw her a week ago, ya know. It hurts. I should have known something was wrong when I called and my cousin sounded weird. And my poor grandmother. First her husband, now her sister. This one really hurt.
And my head really hurts too.
July 15, 2003
Claudette is here. It started out nice and sunny today and by noon the sky had become overcast. Now it's raining, and it's supposed to keep raining till Thursday. I've never been in a hurricane before.
Anyway, I'm back from Mexico. And, it was fun.
July 6, 2003
Now I'm up to 45%. Final score: 90 out of 200. It's still no confort.
Just a quickie I guess since I'm know to never shut up even when I'm well intentioned. Just finished another 200 questions this weekend, and I can't say how I did. I haven't graded the sheet yet. I will soon. I'm apprehensive.
Today is threatening to turn into one of those crying days for no reason.
There are three weeks to the bar.
I still have not caved in and said I will fail the bar, but in my dreams my subconscious mind has been tempted. I think I need to stab it and then treat it with peroxide and a bandaid. Then I'll feel better. Then I'll feel better.
John G., the roomie and I went to see T3 on Friday, and it was actually so much better than I expected. I really, really liked it. The trailer made the movie look cheesy. The TX looked cheesy. In the movie she freaked me out. And when I wasn't sitting there slowly sliding down in my seat, I would at times glance to my right and laugh because Katie was laughing at John because he was being the typical man.
After the movie, he dropped us off and friends came over for hamburgers. It was fun.
Tuesday I fly to Mexico for a few days. It should be mildly relaxing. Time away from the group. Time to see the family. Time to deal with those who have departed. Mom turns 50 on Wednsday and we eat posole that Saturday to celebrate. I get receipes for future cooking, and I shift into memorization mode.
Oh yeah, I found out, I get to take the bar here. yay
July 1, 2003
There are bloggers who are taking the bar and they are blogging. Thank god!!! I'm not the only one.
I can't tell you how happy I am. Now I really do need to stop procrastinating and finish typing up the notes. I just can't help it if my eyes hurt and I'm still reeling from a revisit to real property and contracts. But I think I get it now. At least I understand easments and covenants that run with the land.
Fuck it. This weekend I'm scoring over 50 percent. And there's no point in stressing. I've done close to 1500 questions. There should be some improvememt somewhere.
June 30, 2003
Can it be August yet? Let's skip the part where I have to take the bar and just go to August, shall we? I'm still at bloody under 50 percent and there are 30 days left people.
Not going to panic. Not going to give up. I will pass the bar. I'm just going to nearly kill myself trying, but where there is a will there is a way.
Actually, what really has me nervous is the fact that I'm going up to 100mg on the topamax tonight. The side effects are brutal, which is why I'm glad I did the last 100 questions tonight instead of tomorrow. I still only got 40 right. Oy.
June 27, 2003
If ya don't know, you do now. http://donotcall.gov It keeps the telemarketers away for five years.
June 23, 2003
There's tons of news, so I'll be playing catch up because I really, really need to comment. It's just going to take me a while because I do need to put in more hours, or rather I feel like I should since our group is suddenly becoming rather competitive, and I do want to pass the bar on the first try and become licensed in November. Of course, if the reader knows anything about me, he/she knows that I'm a procrastinator at heart, so don't count me as gone just yet. Besides, post have been known to appear at the middle of the night even if they have been slightly less coherent and layered with the odd number of legal terms here and there.
I tell you, we would be lawyers have cramming down to an art form!
But this message is to any interested party, but mostly to my friends regarding the private journal. I need it. I'll be using it again, I think. I should never have stopped!! The mailing list is dead (at least until I find the time to fix it), so do you want me to email you with each new entry, or do you just want to try your luck at it. I can always just leave a little notice here. Jonni, this includes you too. ;-)
June 18, 2003
Here ye, here ye. Accept thy lord Jeezus and ye shall no longer be gay. So sayeth the Southern Baptists at their yearly convention.
These poor delusional fools!
It's rather infuriating to see that so many people believe the misconception that to be homesexual is by choice rather than by genetics. It's not something to 'fix.' It's something to accept and to move on already.
June 16, 2003
It's official. Spurs fans are psycho.
June 14, 2003
You know we still live in an unconfortable world when a woman feels she has to kill herself because she wasn't able to give her husband a son. It infuriates me because these poor women have no idea that it's the mens' sperm that decides the sex of the child, so either way they have no power over the gender, but these damn mysogynistic countries are so full of themselves that they just don't care. Well that's fine. Let them. Sooner or later they're going to run out of subservient women and then their stupid all male species won't be able to procreate (unless they become hermaphrodytes) and they'll all die out. Survival of the fittest. We all knew Darwin was good for at least something.
June 12, 2003
Ack! Steph, what happened to your camportal? I was showing it to my friend, and it's gone. ::laughs::
Yes, I finally updated. The roomie and I are glorified dorks. I like it.
Also, my bank has partially redeemed itself. They refunded the money that was stolen from me, which is such a relief. I'm still closing the account because they charge me an arm and a leg for checking, but at least I have money, and I can afford next month's rent and pay R. for the bar review course.
I do need to call the bank tomorrow though and inquire about the investigation. The person who robbed me will be arrested if I have a say in it. That and she will never work as a CNA in the state of Texas ever again.
June 10, 2003
Scored an 81 on the first practice run through the MBE and I cut my hair. I'm pleased with both actually. Even though the former is rather low, I know that a few questions I got wrong simply because I didn't take the time to think them through. I know the law, and that is such a relief. As for the latter, it's cute. It's the same size as the really-needs-to-be-updated-webcam-pic which I hope to update today.
Apparently, the chances of my getting carpal tunel syndrome are much slimmer now. So I shouldn't worry too much about being a computer addict. My fingers will be agile for another five years. At least until the next study comes out contradicting this one.
Bets anyone?
June 4, 2003
Yesterday was great. Today really sucked. I don't know property. This of course isn't news to me, but it was a blow nonetheless. We laughed it off, but by the time I came back home I wanted to cry. Out of the 20 questions we did I think we each averaged about 3 or 4 right, total. It was sad. Then again we all had the terrible property professor, so it's just going to take some time. That and we're going to have to answer tons of questions. I just want to learn this stuff so I can ace the MBE part of the exam and move on.
I think the part of the day that bothered me the most was an email I received from a friend. We're starting our own practice. He already passed the bar and he's just waiting on me. So he emails me after finding out that I'm not taking BAR/BRI unlike the rest of the school, and apparently practically everyone in my class is under the impression that this is a bad idea! He offers me his books, and he just sounded so concerned, and it just bothered me. Just because I don't have twelve hundred books to read every night and outlines to condense does not mean I am not getting an adequate review for the bar. I'm doing a group study with Reed's review course, and I'm quite happy with it. I don't have to fill in the blanks to keep myself awake while watching video tapes. I get a very intense review, and when I don't understand something there are three other people in that room with me who do understand and they help me out. It's more one on one, and I like it. I appreciate his concern as well as his offer, but I'm just tired of all the condescending looks. We're going to pass this exam, and I swear I will run over the next person who gives me the pity look after they tell me they know I'm not taking BAR/BRI. I'll be sure to give that person the same look when I find out they didn't pass the bar and I did.
June 2, 2003
Question: Anyone have tips on how to survive studying for the bar? I thought school was bad, but this is actually a little worse, or maybe it's just me. I seriously feel like such a 1L. Looking over Torts and Contracts I've realized that I've forgotten most of it. A whole years' worth that I'm supposed to remember in a week. This of course does not include Property, which I know nothing about because our section had the misfortune of having a terrible teacher, and Con Law, which I love but I'll probably feel clueless there too. The group was going over Crimes today, but I had to miss because of what happened yesterday. I'm so behind. Maybe this is why I'm so anxious.
Did I mention? I'm going to pass the bar. And even if I start to doubt myself, I'll just say it again. I will pass the Texas Bar Exam. Not just that, I'm great at multiple choice, so I should be just fine.
I will pass the bar.
Damn the Board of Law Examiners. Those sadists. They derive pleasure out of seeing us bleed tears of stress as we pour over line after line of future estate interests, and the elements of negligence (duty, breach, causation, damages). They have mens rea. And I really don't quite remember what that means yet.
C'est la vie.
June 1, 2003
Bank card stolen. Money lost. Not happy. Not happy at all.
May 30, 2003
Quickies:
The person who got me Buffy Season 1 on DVD so rocks my world. You really do, and thank you. I haven't received it yet, but I've been checking my mailbox religiously. Maybe I'll have it by tomorrow. lol
Saw the doctor today. He officially diagnosed me with migraines. Duh. I'm on the same medication as my mother, and he gave me samples of three meds to try when and if I get a migraine. No imitrex, thank goodness.
It was amusing though, because the doctor's little brother is a classmate supposedly. I think he was amused when he found out I graduated from St Mary's, and that the chick in the scooter was me. I think I'm amused.
Oh, and Netflix is cool. Saw some great movies too. Reviews later methinks.
May 24, 2003
I'm sorry for the lack in ramblings. Between getting used to the new scooter, traveling back and forth to school, studying for the bar, and cooking, I just have no time!! I am more comfortable with the scooter now, which is a plus. I just need to get myself into the habit of taking time to study after I've left the school. I didn't go yesterday, but I did study for 4 hours, so I'm proud of myself. The goal is to get through the rest of Evidence today, and then tackle Contracts for the next three days, taking the test on Tuesday when the group meets back up. Then we review everything and start on Torts. I feel like a 1L! Scary. It would be scarier if I didn't remember anything, but thankfully I do.
On the schedule for today is a visit to the movies to see the Matrix!
May 18, 2003
It's official. I'm a lawyer. Yes, run while you can. ;-)
Graduation was yesterday, and my friends made me cry! When they announced my name, and I rolled across the stage, the entire student body stood along with half the people in the Convocation Center. I still get all weepy thinking about it, and I don't know what to say though I bet any pictures taken at the time will bear a very red faced me.
I still can't believe it. Granted, I can't practice yet. Not until I pass the bar in November. But that's ok. The key is to pass the bar, and it will happen. I guarantee it.
It was nice to see everyone at graduation too.
My family came and so did Lisa and Katie, and we ate at La Fogata. I had the best green enchiladas. My mouth still waters just thinking about it. Afterwards we went back to the dorm and managed to pack all of my belongings in three cars. Now I'm here in my apartment, enjoying my free wireless connection and watching Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. I just said goodbye to my parents, and for now I'm just fine. Though there is still tons of unpacking to be done.
May 15, 2003
San Antonio. HOT! San Antonio. Needs rain. It's practically sweltering outside. I did not think Katie and I would make it back from Sonic. We did, and I'll have an awesome tan in a few days. Right now I'm just hoping my arms don't start hurting. That would be bad. I started joking around saying that if I got any darker I might actually look Latina. Only problem with that theory is that I have green eyes and white features. My brother is darker than me and he still gets pegged as white, but he actually likes that.
And this was a random post. Yay.
Oh, I finally saw Hedwig and the Angry Inch and I loved it. I need to get my hands on the soundtrack and actually buy the DVD, since the copy I have isn't mine. I really like the song, Origin of Love, and I'm such a dork because I so knew where the idea for the song came from. Plato's "Symposium" and the "Phaedrus" are two of my favorite dialogues, and Aristophanes' story about soulmates was the highlight of the "Symposium." At least it was for me since I'm such a hopeless romantic.
May 14, 2003
Stressed. Very much so.
Parents are flying out to Mexico. Wish I could go.
Have to call and see what happened. Don't want to.
Still not on the graduation list.
Still missing three grades.
Think I avoided migraine number 2 of the month.
Yay.
Will probably come roaring to life this weekend.
Boo.
If he's gone, no matter all the bad memories, he loved me dearly, and I think I loved him. It's still not comforting.
I hate limbo.
Dante was wrong.
May 13, 2003
New private journal entry
Mom may not make it to graduation. Apparently, my grandfather is dying, which isn't news because he's been dying for the last five years supposedly, but the old man just keeps ticking along. Except he's really done it this time, but he's still fighting. Doctors say he should be in a coma because his sodium count is so low he shouldn't even be alive. His heart is giving out though, so these next few days will be interesting. Mom thinks he could make it through, but it's a maybe. They'll know this afternoon.
I don't know what to think. And this should probably go in my private journal, but right now I don't care.
May 12, 2003
Grades are starting to come in. I'd be lying if I didn't say I was freaked. Three classes left, and they're the ones I'm most worried about. Gah, just get me through Wednsday.
May 11, 2003
People suck. That's all.
May 8, 2003
We got the apartment!!!!!!! Katie moves in tomorrow, and I move in a week from tomorrow. Why? Because I have no bed, and I refuse to sleep on the floor. That and I can't live without net access for a week. I know, I'm so pathetic, I love it.
But of course I have so much to do now.
List:
- call Road Runner to get us connected
- buy a bed
- buy furniture
- pass law school and graduate. lol
- take it easy and get rid of the migraine (which means no trip to downtown tomorrow so I can go to the movies on Saturday. ::pout:: L. doesn't want to see X-men 2. Methinks J. and I will have to convince her even if it is my second time seeing it.)
- find a neurologist so I can get hooked up with drugs that actually work against migraines instead of puny ibuprofen appointment on May 30th
- PACK all my junk
- read my books, especially finish Clash of Kings then move onto A Storm of Swords. Also have to finish reading and/or start On Writing by Stephan King, Coraline by Neil Gaiman, The London Vampire Panic by Michael Romkey, The Lioness from the Dragonlance series.
- buy groceries for the next week since school will be closing down leaving me without food.
- eventually go downtown to buy things for the apartment
- watch my DVDs
- did I mention, graduate?
- send invitations to college friends.
- finish transfering stuff form morphia to the new server
- work on a new design for the blog
- work on a new design for my personal website and update
- fix the cgi on the domain
- update blackglass
- and maybe try to write a challenge by tomorrow.
I bet I could do all of this in a week. As long as the migraine goes away. I'm already on day 5, but it's getting better finally after taking 800mg of ibuprofen. Three months ago 400mg used to be enough. Oh well.
May 6, 2003
Finals are over, for good. Same for the migraine. Graduation here I come.
Oh yeah, it would be nice to hear from the apartment people. Please let me in. I promise to be a good tenant.
By the way, was not tonight's episode of Buffy excellant. Much jaw dropping and screaming insued, much to my detriment in regard to the disappearing migraine. Apparently, it doesn't like screaming, but it was so worth it.
May 4, 2003
nik, remember the bet? Well, i was right, just off by one day. Though I could be wrong. It could be sinuses, except it's starting to hurt in that area right behind my eye....
I'm going to freak if it is a bloody migraine!! It doesn't surprise me, but still. Can't they just ever go away for good?
I'll just wait and see. Now I have to go meet L. so we can study for Med Mal. Then my finals will be over. I too just realized that these were my last finals ever, which is nice considering how the DTPA and Human Rights finals kicked my ass literally. I think I'm still traumatized...
April 22, 2003
I miss me. I miss having time for myself. And though I am procrastinating, it is no where near the kind I used to practice in college. Methinks law school has killed my procrastinating creative streak.
Example: I have this treaty analysis that is due next Thursday. The old me would start working on it next Tuesday, assuming I'm feeling well with no aches and pains and I'm bored to death. The new me, I'm almost done with it.
Of course there is a rational explanation for my nerdiness. My copyright paper is due the day after the treaty analysis. To date I've only written two pages of a fifteen to twenty page paper. Oh, and I have three finals next week. DTPA and Race and Racism on the same day (Wednsday) and International Human Rights Law the next day. The same day the analysis is due.
Yazzy is not stupid. No. But I miss procrastinating, like now. Except it's not real because if it were real I'd probably be doing something creative like making webpages or writing. The most kick ass challenges are up and I haven't tried a single one. Bloody hell.
I should write an ode. Woe is me and all that jazz.
April 20, 2003
I'm alive, not dead. Just very unmotivated, which doesn't make sense seeing as I'm half way done with the treaty analysis, and it isn't even due till the day of the final. I want to turn it in on the last day of class.
Of course, I haven't touched the copyright paper in almost a week. Convenient, I know. I do want to at least add to it this week since I know it's not due till the day of the final, which I don't have to take since I'm writing the paper. Again, I've been unmotivated.
I have three movies waiting to be watched, and I haven't seen them. What is wrong with me?
And for the record, the first week of finals is going to be a killer. Two on one day, and the third the very next day with the paper due the day after that. My last final isn't until the week after. Med Mal, it should be a piece of cake! ::cough, cough:: What I wouldn't give for a semester of just Bs and As. And anyone who thinks that my aspiring to a B is wrong needs to get a life and mind their own business. I am so sick and tired of reading the blogs by people bemoaning the fact that they got a B. Boo-hoo. Anyone in my school would kill for that letter grade. Unlike you, we don't have a B mean. We have a C+ mean. Yes, half of us are guaranteed a C+. It's rather sad, and hence why you'll never get my sympathy for getting a lousy B. After all if it comes down to my resume or yours, you'll get the job.
No sympathy what so ever.
Though, a lawyer from town did say that I may become a commodity because of everything I have going for me. Yes, being disABLED does cause the word 'special' to be tattoed to my forehead. Mind helping me walk instead? Or even better, give me the ability to get out of bed on my own. Now that's special.
Really, I'm not bitter. I've just amused myself with my own banter.
April 17, 2003
Madonna has joined the spoofing parade. Thanks for the heads up. I'll just wait until after the record has been released to download the real files, assuming they're worth listening to, which I doubt.
The FTC has stepped up the fight against spam. It only took 46,000 emails.
April 14, 2003
I'm miserable, but hopefully that will change soon. Why am I miserable? Well last week's prediction came true. I did get a migraine Saturday night at the Barrister's Ball, and I'm still dealing with it. It's my fault. I should have taken the meds this morning even though I felt fine, but I didn't. Then I sang in choir and the pain came back. Now I'm really trying not to throw up. (Too much information, I know). Oy, I'm really nauseous. I hate this.
One good thing has come out of this. I finally started my copyright paper. I have a goal for tonight, but it's not even a stated goal because I never fulfill them. Ok, I'm lying. I would like five pages, but seeing as my stomach and my head are not cooperating, I'll be happy with one page. Actually I'm happy I started.
April 6, 2003
I still have yet to see signs of life from him. Excuse me while I go mad!
Yesterday was an adventure. Katie and I took the bus yesterday to downtown, and hence I did no work. Forget the fact that I have the copyright paper looming over my head like a banshee about to scream some much unwanted sense into my poor, yet to be crammed head! But that's besides the point.
I had a blast. The day was nice, and there weren't that many people at the Rivercenter Mall. At least not until we attempted to make that mad dash to the IMAX theater, and it just seemed like everyone in the mall was suffering from drunkeness from their slow laborious walk! Seriously, when you see a scooter zooming your way, that's a clue to move out of the way like normal ignorant people and not stand there and look amused. That's only reserved for people like me.
Hmm, perhaps today is the best day to write...
We ended up watching What a Girl Wants, which was just cute in that good way, though I was afraid I'd have to get an empty cup for Katie after I saw the looks she was giving to Colin Firth. Not that I blame her. We also saw The Lion King at the IMAX, which was just amazing. It's a good movie for that kind of screen. It would have been better had it been just the two of us there though, that way I could have sung along. I'm a dork that way.
We did do a little shopping. Two of the blouses I bought don't fit right, and growing bigger breasts won't help. I also left with the new Evanescence cd and the Chicago soundtrack. Now I just need to rip them both so I can play them on my laptop, and share them on Kazaa to spite the RIAA. That's what they get for spoofing things, seriously. I like to test music pain free before spending a dime, without the buggy noises that leave you with a nasty headache! Persistance is a virtue afterall.
April 2, 2003
I'm worried sick about you, and though I know I could just send you a message to say this, it doesn't get rid of the fear. There's no guarantee even that I'll hear from you until you're well, and honestly that's not enough because we both know I'm impatient. Predictably so. I want, no, I need to know you're alright.
I miss you, and I think I'll msg you now and hope. Please be ok.
April 1, 2003
This is baffling. Why would anyone use that kind of language in school or on applications. Don't they know the difference? The other day I read an article where professors were receiving papers composed with internet speak, and it makes me wonder what these students are thinking. Maybe they're not thinking. I realize high school is torture, and that grammar is awful to learn, but there is a reason why it's taught.
March 27, 2003
There's nothing newsworthy to report today. Nothing. No interesting law stories, or entertainment stories. And I just realized, i forgot to check out slayage.com.
March 24, 2003
I'm finally back in SA. I'm not sure how that makes me feel seeing as this was my last vacation till maybe Thanksgiving.
There's so much going on in my head. So much I have to do, and it would be nice if the answers came with out any effort. I need to find an apartment, but I don't have a job. I can't find a job because my school now has a bad rap, and thanks to a low mean, my grades are far from stellar. This has made my parents consider convincing me to go back to El Paso. I absolutely refuse. I think I'm going to email Judge S. my adjunct prof for Trial Ad and see if he might be able to help. L. said that the last time she saw him and mentioned my name, he just started raving about me to everyone there at the special dinner for the SA Bar Association. Finding out about it was embarassing and helpful to the ego. I can't deny it. I just feel weird asking him for help.
Then there is the bar. If I start having nightmares about the exam, I'm going to freak. I am going to pass it the first time. That's not an option.
So, things I have to do tomorrow: Email S, call the locator about an apartment- 2 bedroom, washer and dryer, accessible, somewhere in downtown or near, and do some writing.
Honestly, I'm just going to take things one day at a time because it's not worth the stress. I'm tired of stress. I'm sick of feeling that growing up is a bad thing because it's not. I'm not going to be stuck in corporate hell. I'm going to be cool, and I'm going to write, and if someone gives me a chance, I'll be a damn good litigator too.
I'm going to pass the Texas Bar. ;-) I'm going to graduate in May with a JD, and I'm going to the Tori Amos concert. What more can I ask for?
March 14, 2003
Stuff to do today before flying home:
- set up vcr to record very important programs
- pack clothes
- pack school book
- pack favorite notebook
- pack Coraline and actually finish reading it
- take burner
- take palm pilot to get fixed
- take laptop and laptop cord (very important)
- print tickets
- put the bar stuff together
- go pick up transcripts and Form E
- get food
- pack a few cds and makeup and some business attire stuff
- pack blank cds
- alter and print a few copies of resume
- find my frequent flyer card hidden in Stephen King's "On Writing" which also needs to be found and read
- pack a copy of birth certificate
- pack palm pilot documentation!
All this between now and 6, joy. Three hours. hehe
March 13, 2003
Know that feeling you get when out of the blue you realize you've downloaded the song you've been looking for by accident? It happened to me today. I'm suddenly obsessed with Ayashi no Ceres, and there's this one song arrangement that gives me chills, and I found it today. The score for the series itself is amazing and that makes me happy.
That, and I'm seeing Tori Amos in concert on April 25th. Finally!
March 11, 2003
I haven't been posting much, I realize. The stress has been getting to me, and this includes migraines. I hate it. At least Spring Break is next week, and that just rocks. I need a vacation. It's actually my last vacation, which um, is kinda scary.
Can it be August now, or even better, November. That way I don't have to deal with the exam or the waiting, and I will assume that I'm licensed, and that I have a job!!
I love wishful thinking.
This is stupid. And then we wonder why Europeans can't stand us.
March 7, 2003
I wonder, can I sue the Bar Board Examiners? The application for non-standard students wanting to take the bar is tedious and extreme. Admittedly, I can understand why they want a doctor's statement as to why I need extra time to take the exam. I know they need proof that I'm physically in a scooter, and that because of the AMC I'm lucky enough that I can write with my right hand. The thing is, the information they want is excessive, and it's made me so unconfortable. They want medical records and tests done. They want my transcripts. They don't ask the regular students for transcripts, but because I'm looking for accomidations I have to provide a college transcript, my transcript here, and my LSAT scores, even if I didn't receive accomidations for that. What relevance do my grades have on the fact that I need accomidations in order to take the bar exam. I'm not a criminal here, yet every question is so detailed, it's like they're expecting me to trip up on something. I'm afraid they'll deny my application because I can't remember the name and current address of the doctor who diagnosed me with AMC. It was 25 years ago. The doctor is probably retired.
My mom, the sensible one, wonders if they can't just send someone to look at me. They don't care. The doctor I went to see on Wednsday was so bothered by the questions, that in the last box she asked if the Board was familiar with the Americans with Disabilities Act.
When I look at the application, it makes me so uneasy. Maybe I'm overreacting, but I do feel discriminated by it all. I feel as if they're just waiting to stamp denied on the application because they aren't satisfied with the doctor's answers or the school's answers. So I can't write as fast as everyone else. Does this mean I can't be a lawyer because of it.
I hate having to go overboard to prove that the accomidations are necessary. I'm not trying to cheat. Believe me, if I could write like a normal person I would.
I understand that they need proof, but there's a difference between needing proof and being overly intrusive. Those records are personal. What the doctor had to put down is personal.
I just hate it. I hate it because filling out that application has made me feel dirty, so undeserving of what I need. I'm not the criminal here, but everything about that application makes it seem otherwise. And I know I'm not the first person to feel like this either.
March 4, 2003
Vanity Fair reports that Michael Jackson hired someone do to voodoo and kill Steven Spielberg. The article also mentions other scandalous things.
Place your bets. How long is is going to take for Michael to sue for defamation of character? I bet we'll see it by tomorrow in an article.
March 1, 2003
A friend just dropped a bombshell, but I can't mention it here. I bet you she told me over msn just so she wouldn't have to hear me yell, "WHAT!" I still did.
Anyway......
I've been bad. Really bad. I decided to download the new version of kazaa lite just in case I was in the mood to download something via dial up seeing as I'm firewalled. Kazaa lite got through the firewall.
Instead of doing all the other important stuff I had planned for today, I downloaded songs. I downloaded lots, and deleted lots because some of the files were dupes that made my ears ring. It was painful.
I am so bad. I finally have almost half of the Chicago soundtrack. I do plan to buy the cd soon too.
I also downloaded music from the Daredevil soundtrack. Mostly songs by a group called Evanescence, which is amazing. They're new, and their first cd comes out this month. I need to get my hands on it because the files I have found are all dupes!!!
My downloading for today is over, mostly because I don't want to run into anymore dupes. It's like listening to an amateur singer singing flat, which is just unbearable. Believe me. Think nails scratching across a chalkboard.
As for the rest of the night, I need to pick a new theme for the contest. There were no winners seeing as I only received one entry. I want to think that maybe it's because the first theme was so difficult. I may go with something a little more broad, but I'm still disappointed. I'm not giving up though.
February 25, 2003
Everyone arrived safetly to take the bar. Thank goodness. Of course now they have two more days to go. I'll be lighting a candle each day for them. It's time to show the dean that we don't need him. Of course, if everyone passes he's going to take credit.
My night class was also canceled. That makes me very happy. It is afterall 32 degrees out there, and there are still patches of ice. Granted, this is a piece of cake to anyone living up north, and I'm certainly familiar with the weather up there. So I'm not going to complain if classes get canceled.
We were hit with an ice storm. Flights have been canceled or delayed. Schools have either closed or been delayed. We don't have class till noon, but I may not go unless the ice melts off the sidewalks. Roads are closed, and this isn't good.
Many of my friends take the bar today. Frank, Ron, Keith, Carlos, and Meredith, good luck getting there, and lots of good luck with the exam. We have faith in you, regardless of what the school says. You're in our thoughts.
February 24, 2003
Granted, I've had my fair share of experiences with the French, but isn't it just a little stupid to rename fries to freedom fries just because the French government does not support a war with Iraq. People's sense of patriotism just baffles me.
February 14, 2003
Ok, I need advice. What is the best hairspray/gel that keeps out humidity? The humidity has killed my hair, especially my bangs. It just kills them. ::laughs:: And my hair gets all frizzy and wavy, which is just gross. So um, any suggestions?
February 8, 2003
Seems my migraine has finally gone away, which is a huge relief. I still consider tension headaches worse, but this one was getting on my nerves.
I admit, I've been lucky. I catch the migraines really quickly, so I rarely feel pain, but the sensitivity to light and sound sticks around for a while. And that part of the brain just goes numb. This time I still can't deal with light too much. When the lights are dim or off I feel relief. Like nothing is putting pressure on that part of the brain. It's the pressure that drives me nuts too. That and the random sparks of pain that accompany it. Kind of what I'm still feeling now. In my teeth or behind my eye.
It's been two days. Granted, yesterday was worse, but can it please go away now.
I just hope I never get them like my mother does.
Which is why tension headaches are worse. The pounding just never goes away until you fall asleep (in my case). It gets worse and worse until you can't really do anything because you feel your brain will explode.
You know what. Headaches just suck. And this was a pointless post.
February 2, 2003
Ok, I took this from Steph. Answer in the comments.
1. What is my name (first only)?
2. When/where/how did we meet?
3. Do I do drugs?
4. Do I believe in God?
5. One word to describe me:
6. How old am I?
7. Natural hair color?
8. Do I have any siblings, if yes how many?
9. What state do I live in?
10. What is the best feature about me?
11. Am I shy or outgoing?
12. Have you ever seen me cry?
13. What songs make you think of me?
14. What is my favorite type of music?
15. Favorite food?
16. Worst personality trait?
17. Favorite color?
18. I am obsessed with:
19. Who is my best friend?
20. Do you love me (okay, this one is a little much)?
Listening to: The new Coldplay cd. The more I listen to it the more addictive it gets. woo-hoo
Ladies and Gentleman, may I present to you a rant, for your reading pleasure. There will be no title, because it really doesn't need one. Besides, I'm lazy and I'd rather get straight to the point. Shall we?
This rant begins were most rants do: in the brain. Hormones blazing, electrolytes causing a massive rucous (sp?), a small internal war that would rival any real one. Thank goodness I only feel the anger part.
Then again I'm not really angry. I'm annoyed, and maybe I am feeling a little peeved. Afterall, when an online friend promises he'll be around and then isn't, or rather he is but he conveniently forgets to let you know, well it's enough to cause some discomfort. Think a mosquito bite, except I wish I were doing the biting.
I take my friendships online seriously. Why? Call it respect. Call it trust. Even better, call it a desire to become friends with people I might never have met had it not been for the internet. It's a wonderful opportunity, and fortunately many of these friendships are honest, and they've lasted no matter how awful the arguments. Hell, my best friend online and I have only had one major fight and that was almost three years ago (nothing else counts damnit).
The thing is, I had another friend. He was really dear to me, and in a way he still is, which may mean I'm being foolish by continuing to have an emotional investment in this relationship that is practically non-existant. Gone are the phone calls, the laughter, the praise, the heartache, the melodrama. It's just not there. It hasn't been there.
Video games are his lovers. Pity his nextdoor neighbor. And there is more, but that would just be too cruel.
Yes, I know his life has changed for the better. A part of me wants to say I'm happy, but I really don't care anymore. How can I when the same person who says he misses me doesn't even make an effort to remedy it. There was a promise. "I miss you so much. You mean something to me still." You've been online all day and not once have you popped in to say hello.
How much you miss me. How much you wish things could be like there were back then. Cry me a river. It all flows in the opposite direction anyway.
You can have your new life. Afterall, I don't know you anymore. They're your new friends now. Great! Just don't say you miss me, or you miss him, or you miss anyone, because it's not true. And even if it is true, it's not worth salvaging to you.
You're under the impression you can just come back and start up where you left off. It doesn't work that way. It won't be easy. It may not ever be.
Happy Birthday my friend. I'm giving you the greatest gift I have. I'm letting you go so you won't have to lie to me anymore. I'm telling you it's ok for you not to say that you miss me because I know it's not true. I'm not a little girl. You don't have to shelter me from the truth. Just go and live your new life, because it's obvious I'm not and never will be in it anymore.
Methinks I'm getting sick!!! Ack!! I've been sniffling all day, and it's just not a good thing. ::laughs:: There's way too much going on this week, and being sick just doesn't fit in my schedule.
I did meet with J today, and we discussed strategy. It's a little difficult right now to do much because we don't know what side we're doing first, but we did come up with a few themes. Bible related themes (and I actually picked the stories before him!!!!) which I know will amuse someone I know. I can't really go into detail. The competition may come here and see if I slip up and divulge pertinent information, but it's ALL MINE!!!! BWAH HA HA!! I shall be victorious. ahem.
The case itself deals with slander. In this case the defendant accused the plaintiff of adultery in front of the partners of their law firm. The defendant caught his wife and the plaintiff at a motel were both were wearing towels or lack thereof. It's really quite interesting. Oh, and apparently said wife has cheated on the defendant before with an associate of the law firm. His name: Brad Pitt. Her name: Sharon Stoner. I kid you not. Color me amused.
Everything makes a little more sense now.
I went to bed in a pissy mood, and I woke up in a pissy mood. Go figure. Sorry, no juicy details revealed here. And I just realized, I didn't write a single journal entry for January. Shame on me.
Please, just get me though Sunday. Make it worthwhile and entertaining. Forget the fact that I have to download a bunch of cases from Westlaw for tomorrow night's class. La de da.
February 1, 2003
News broke on CNN two minutes after NASA lost contact. By 8:30 CT the stations were reporting the news.
I've been fighting back tears. I was 9 yrs old when the Challenger happened. I saw it on tv like everyone else, and now this. It's still chilling.
My sympathies to the families of the astronauts on the Colombia.
January 26, 2003
Is Ches back? I still have her bookmarked, and I visited her site today. To my surprise there was a new site design. I hope she's doing well. I've missed her.
January 25, 2003
My thief didn't like the graphic I made to replace the one she was stealing. It took less than an hour after I replaced the image to remove it. I'm amused. Serves her right.
It's been an interesting day. L. and I went to the mall today, which wasn't the best day since it's been ugly as hell due to the weather. We did spend money, and I didn't get Chicago to my ultimate disappointment. I did buy three dvds and a bracelet.
dvds:
-The Bourne Identity
-About a Boy (I love this movie)
-The Vision of Escaflowne Movie
cd:
- Serial Experiments Lain soundtrack (The owner even gave me a discount on this one)
I'm now officially broke, but I may still order Chicago online because I really want the cd. It's a must have type of thing.
We ran into J. and we chatted for a while. On the spur of the moment I asked him if he wanted to partner up for mock trial, and he said yes, so I get to compete in mock trial next week. Of course L. took all the people I wanted to use as witnesses, which puts us at a slight disadvantage, but this can be remedied. My goal is to either break, or get first speaker in one of the rounds. Actually I want both.
Katie is trying to convince me to try out for Valentine's Cabaret. I'm interested, and I'm going to sing Angel by Sarah McLachlin, but what if I sound awful. I don't know if I'm going to try out, though it would be fun.
Right now we're exchanging cds. She brought her Tori Amos cds, and I had no idea her earlier stuff was so good. Needless to say I feel like I've walked into a candy store with a $100 gift certificate. Trent Reznor even sings backup on one of the songs. I am very much amused, and this is a good thing.
January 23, 2003
The anti-working class
I'm actually bored right now. Bored and sleep deprived and contemplating whether I should try writing something. Social commentary would be fun. Even if it means major Bush bashing, but really that's a can of worms I don't feel like opening.
I just found out that Title II of the ADA is at risk of being declared unconstitutional. That's just beyond freaky.
The fact that anything qualifies as disabled is infuriating, but it's because of these "so-called" disabled that all our rights are being taken away. I don't care if you have anxiety disorder. Unless it prevents you from leaving your house, you shouldn't be claiming any benefits or any rights that don't belong to you. I can do less than you physically but hell, I don't let that stop me. Thanks to you though, I'm the one getting cheated.
So you're obese. Go on a diet. Stop binging on food and feeling sorry about yourself and go exercise for a change. You may actually fit in an office chair after a few months.
Boo hoo, my employer fired me because I can only work 5 hours a week due to my lazinessImeanantisocialdisorder that keeps meclubbingatnightandunabletowakeupinthemorning. File with EEOC and good luck!
Granted, not everyone abuses the system, and stuff like obesity, anxiety, disorders may be legitimate. Except I've run into people who work the system because they can and not because they need it. It's always the few that ruin it for the many, and I hate that.
By the way, here's something funny:
www.walkerhosting.Com/files/MasterCard.Commercial.asf
January 12, 2003
The name Yasmin creates a dual nature in that you can be very generous and understanding, but you can also be so candid in your expression that you create misunderstanding. You struggle with the requirement to soften your expression with tact and diplomacy and to consider the feelings of others. Difficulty in accepting advice or admitting that you may have made a mistake causes you to appear to be stubborn and set in your ways. Thus, you have too often created the wrong impression, and friendships have suffered. This name does offer creative talent where there is the opportunity for ingenuity and originality. You have a tendency, at times, to have too many ideas on the go, and thus your efforts are scattered and many things do not reach completion. You are inclined to do to excess the things you like to do. You have very intense feelings and find it difficult to maintain stability and happiness. If you allowed it, temper and self-pity could be problems. Tension could cause nervous disorders, or centre in the head bringing weaknesses in the eyes, ears, sinuses, or teeth.
I took from Nicci. hehe. It's kinda true.
January 10, 2003
I wonder, do I sound childish when I write? or articulate? or just plain stupid?
I'm so tired today, and I wish I had something intelligent to say other than what my state of being is at this moment. I need caffeine. I think my body thinks it's Thursday, which is plausible considering it was yelling at me because it kept thinking yesterday was Friday.
January 9, 2003
I hate my school. I hate my school. I really hate my school. When it comes to technology and network access they're complete assholes!! I'm so pissed at them.
First, they instituted this new firewall last semester that pretty much blocks every webpage with a port. Then they made everyone get a username and password in order to access the network. Of course they didn't tell anyone, so many of the law students, who are never informed of these things, didn't know why we couldn't access the net. Then yesterday I noticed I couldn't send emails via any of my pop3 accounts. So I used webmail to send them a message. Did they reply? No. But I figured it out. They changed the system around in a way that if I want to send email I need a username and password to get server authentication first. Then it will send it. I figured it out, but did they warn me, no!!
Email is important, especially to law students. I couldn't send a friend an assignment yesterday because I couldn't send her an email. I can't believe them!!
Fuck, I hate this school. I'm stopping by the office to give them an earful. That and I found out that they may change my password, so I have to go get the new one before my access is cut off.
I hate this school. I really, really do. They're in violation of the ADA, they don't give a shit about their students, and they just suck!
I also found out that my doctor has to fill out a form in order for me to get accessible accomidations for the bar exam. Um, yay, ugh. That's what I'll be doing tonight.
January 1, 2003
I knew this would happen. Methinks I'm no longer fond of this layout, but I've been tolling away at it for hours and it's going to stay like this at least for now. Maybe sooner than later?
Not everything has been configured, but at least the main part is up. I'm still working on it. ;-)
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