Legally Black

"Want Another Credit Card? NO BITCH"

2012-01-22T18:48:00.000-08:00

I love snail mail. One of my favorite things in the world it to skip and prance to the mailbox, open the tiny vessel o' love, and oogle at all of the things inside.

"New Netflix? HOORAY!
Weekly Ads? How great!
Letter from a friend? Yippity skippity!

Credit Card Offer...? ......Not again. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO."

I DESPISE credit card offers. It is a waste of paper. They are annoying. I called them ten times and told them I didn't want new credit card. They responded by sending twice as many. So I devised a plan to piss off the fancy schmancy credit card companies:

Step One:
Save every credit card offer you receive for an entire year.

Step Two:
Block off 3-5 hours

Step Three:
Open every single one of those damn envelopes and find
the piece of gold that lies within them... a pre-paid envelope.

Step Four:
Smash all sorts of weird shit in the envelopes.

*Lots o' coupons*

*Thanks, but no thanks*

Step Five:
Send them back and laugh your panties off.

*One bag o' fatty pre-paid envelopes full of coupons, drawings, and post-it notes*

Why did I spend 4 hours stuffing over 200 envelopes? Because I was avoiding homework (obviously) and now they can enjoy receiving a billion unwanted letters. Plus, random credit cards companies paid for over $100 in postage (since I actually sent them back.) BOOYA.

*Nothing is more rewarding that pwning your ass*

"The Story"

2012-01-16T18:05:00.000-08:00

As most of you know, the boyf (boy+wife) proposed on New Years Eve.

After 7.5 years (minus a semester long sabbatical) we were both interested in finalizing this thing. Even though we were headed down the same path, neither of us were in any hurry to justify our relationship in the eyes of the law. We liked each other. We are best friends.

I told him that whenever "it" happened, I wanted loved ones around and I wanted it to be a complete surprise. Needless to say, he nailed it.

We were up in Winter Park, Colorado with some of our closest law school buddies. It was a regular New Years Eve night so we were on our way to getting completely shitcanned.

A friend stole my camera and began taking pictures of our friends. I started yelling at him for stealing my incrimination device. How would I take pictures of people puking on themselves with no camera?

Ryan grabbed my hand and led me to the center of the room. He got down on one knee and opened his mouth... preparing to talk.

I thought to myself, "Oh. Em. Gee. It's happening." Instead of letting him speak, I chose the only logical step for a half-drunk theater kid: Run around the room and scream-cry until everyone's ears were bleeding. Obviously.

I took the ring out of his hands and continued to scream-cry-snot-choke all over myself. It was likely the least attractive thing I've ever done. Want to know how pretty I looked?

Excited Tipsy Snot Drool Girl

We celebrated with some of our closest friends, champagne, and lots o' noise makers.

I wouldn't have changed a thing.

P.S. Obligatory, and requested, ring pic aka Bling.

Results o' Juicing

2012-01-16T14:04:00.000-08:00

The Juice Fast was rough, but with some minor changes, we made it through. We added whole nuts, fruits and vegetables throughout the fast. It was necessary to avoid passing out and to ensure my brain would function better than a senior citizen with Alzheimers.

We used lots o' fruit

We drank things that looked like this

And this

When we were sick of cold juice, we made warm juice
(also known as boring soup without goodies.)

I would suggest a more mini-fast to those of you interested in juicing. One or two days max. The bonus micro-nutrients gave me tons of energy and it was good to let my body reboot. Generally, just add more juice to your regular diet. It must be juice from a juicer, though. Donald Duck orange juice doesn't count.

In sum, I felt pretty damn good post-fast. But not as good as when the first bite o' cheese entered my mouth. Mmmmmmmmmmmm cheese.

Jucie Fast! (I'm Baaaaack)

2012-01-08T19:33:00.001-08:00

Herro there bloggitty blog.

A whole slew of things happened since I last posted.

Job? Check.
Husband-to-be? Check.
Sweet ass Bar scholarship? Check.

So... now what?

First and foremost, Ryan and I are doing a.... *drum roll please* ....

FIVE DAY JUICE FAST

We watched THIS movie and decided to jump in the jucin' bandwagon.

Sooooo I went to Whole Foods and bought $150 of fruits and vegetables. Even the weird ones like dandelion greens.

*My cart looks like the victim of a raw food, gluten free, vegan, Boulderite**

*Buttload of fruit*

*Shit-ton of vegetables*

The Proposed 8 Stages of Juice Fasting:
(1) Motivation
"OH EM GEEEE I feel, like, so full of health and joy and cleansed!"
(2) Starvation
"Fuck. I'm hungry"
(3) Pride
"I am soooo much better than you because all I've had today is 8 tomatoes, 6 peices of kale, and a kiwi. In juice form."
(4) Failure
"NO."
(5) Le Second Wind
"I can do it, I can do it, half way there, I can do it."
(6) Results
"OH EM GEEEEEEEE I FEEL SO HEALTHY! I LOST 88 POUNDS IN AN HOUR!"
(7) Final Countdown
"24 hours, 24 hours, 24 hours."
(8) Reward
"I did it! GIVE ME THE DAMN CHEESE."

I'll be sure to post my Juice Fast Review, post vegetable starve-a-thon.

Stay tuned for more juice fast news and the engagement story!

Sooooooo

2011-04-19T12:45:00.001-07:00

I forgot about this here blog.

Scoopsie.

Finals... Brain... Squish

2010-12-15T12:34:00.001-08:00

I have one more final (9 hour final), but here is a short list of stupid stupid STUPID things I've done during the last two weeks. Laugh at me. It will make you feel good.

First, I had five finals.

Employment:

Arbitration:

Ethics:

Juvenile Justice:

International Legal Order:

Top Five Final's Brain Failure Results:

1. Logic Goes Bye-bye - Walked up to my friends car (she was picking me up) and spent two minutes trying to open the passenger door with my keys. I don't know what is worse. The fact the the door was unlocked? The fact that it wasn't my car? or the fact that she didn't try and stop me? Also, I went to the post office to mail a package and accidentally tried to walk away with out paying.
The lady screams "can you please pay me?".
I said "Uh... yeah. Woops. I forgot."
She said, "You forgot to pay?"
"Yup."

2. Creative meals - One breakfast I had was left over KFC chicken(don't judge), Cheese Its, Honey Noosa Greek Yogurt, and OJ. One lunch consisted of a package of seaweed snacks from whole foods and a piece of tiramisu. Yesterday I had slices of romaine lettuce dipped in olive oil and vinegar. When I realized that was not filling (surprise) I had some honey. No that's it.... I just ate honey.

3. Outfits - I have Colorado law sweat pants and a Colorado law sweatshirt. They are the exact same color - medium gray. I guess wearing them together in true jumpsuit fashion is not encouraged. As discussed in a previous post, I ripped my jeans (and didn't really care.) Two days ago, I some how forgot underwear. Entirely. Just forgot.

4. Everything is funny - The stupidest crap on the internet will have me in tears. Granted the regular hilarious sites like The Oatmeal and Hyperbole and a Half, are excellent for study breaks, but I found this funny: Stupid Crap. Seriously?

5. Emotional Instability: Cry, laugh, scream, drink, repeat. I cried during The Sing Off. I guess I was emotionally moved. I eat everything one day, then nothing the next, but always find room to have a glass of wine. I yelled at my computer for taking too long to load my email (not any longer than usual.) I yelled at the boyfriend for dancing weird. I yelled at the best friend for listening to a song on the radio that I thought sucked. Then yelled at him some more for not liking what I wanted to listen to.

Lastly, my foot is asleep. And that makes me angry. I will go eat more Cheese-its and imagine myself consuming all the alcohol distributed to the Boulder area in T-minus 27 hours.

Its the Final Countdown!

Employment Law

2010-12-05T23:28:00.000-08:00

Finals are eating my brain grapes, so only one, short story.

I was studying for my Employment Law final and I was reminded that everything goes wrong during finals.

I just finished a lovely practice test, minus the "lovely" part, and all of I sudden I heard a "rrrriiiiiiiiippp".

I wish that noise was an old lady fart, or the sound of ripping an under-grad's vocal chords out, but no. That is the sound of my pants ripping. Right in the leg n' bum area.

Dear Employment,
I would like to eat you like a cheeseburger in exchange for ruining my pants.
Love,
Me

Om nom nom nom

Oatmeal Shampoo

2010-11-27T22:59:00.000-08:00

As we approach finals, I think it is important to revisit a story from last year. After my first semester of finals, a dash of alcohol induced craziness followed.

After a night of drinking all the alcohol on Pearl St., it was clear that bar closing time wouldn't be the end of that party. Luckily, I have a friend who owns a hot tub. A disco-lit hot tub with rubber duckies. If you've ever been drunk, you know hot tubbing is one of those terrible/awesome ideas. Although it might be nice and warm, it also will take you from drunk to drunkerest in 20 minutes flat.

Well of course I knew that, but my drunk brain thought it would be a swell idea.

After a nice long intoxi-sit in the hot tub, it was time to rinse off and have a pass out/coma on the couch. I walk... err stumble, in to the bathroom to prepare my nice warm shower (just what I needed.) I turned the water on and while waiting for it to warm up I pealed the men's swim trunks off my bum to use the restroom. Why men's swim trunks? I was just at the bar. Of course I didn't bring a swim suit and had to borrow one. Come on now...

While I was sitting on the toilet a close homo-man friend of mine lets himself in to the bathroom. I announce, "I'm peeing" as if it wasn't obvious. He said he wanted to rinse off in the shower too. He steps into the tub and closes the curtain with his swim trunks on. I then spend the next 5 minutes trying to pull my soaking wet swim trunks back on. The swim trunks were a little small, so I imagine the feeling being similar to trying to pull on wet skinny jeans. This is difficult to do sober, so please imagine how easy it is to do intoxicated.

I step in to the shower with Drunk McGayBoy and he no longer has his swim trunks. Good morning man junk. I asked him what happened to his trousers and he responded, "I dunno." Because I am thinking logically, I decide to re-peal off the swim trunks to join the nudist extravaganza.

Mid-shower I realized that there were nearly 200 trial size shampoos, conditioners, and body washes to choose from... but I had my eye on a certain bottle. The Oatmeal Shampoo. It was perfect for body and hair. It was full of oatmeal creamy goodness and would moisturize me in to a spa induced bliss. I passed it on to my shower buddy so he could bask in the awesomeness that is the oatmeal.

Now that we were squeaky clean (and absolutely annihilated) we got out, put on pajamas and walked, ... er stumbled, to the living room. My enthusiastic friend asked which of the trial size shampoo/conditioner/body washes I used. I mumbled, "Uhhh... that oatmeal one."

My friend looked puzzled. After a long pause she inquires..."The oatmeal shampoo?"

"Uhh... yup."

"I don't have oatmeal shampoo."

"Well that's what I used."

"Wait.... YOU MEAN THE DOG SHAMPOO?????!?!?!?"

"What!?"

Sure as the queers loving cosmos, she was right. With 200+ trial size washing options, and a couple big containers of Suave, I chose the dog shampoo.

Now you may be wondering if the bottle was inconspicuous. Small font, regular shampoo size, nothing that would scream "Dog Shampoo".

All I have to say is, nope. This was the bottle I chose.

Yup - I'm just that smart.

Sleeplessness Resulting in Cat Snacks

2010-11-20T09:40:00.000-08:00

I have a kitty. She is a hand-me-down cat from the boyfriend's sister, which went to his dad, and now to us.

Yesterday morning I got up at the ass-crack of dawn. According to my alarm, I had another 7 minutes to sleep, but the kitty used her magic premonition skills to wake me up early. She was sitting on my chest/neck/face purring at a decibel level similar to an Amtrak train. In the pitch black darkness of morning, I stumbled out of bed to feed the hungry kitty. She trotted next to me meowing and and purring all the way to the kitchen.

I grabbed the kitty food and filled her bowl. Then grabbed some of her Whisker Lickin's Crunch Lovers treats to toss in there also. Why I was giving her treats for pawing my eye balls and screaming in my ear at 6:10 in the morning, who knows. Then I popped one of the Crunch Lovers kitty treats in my mouth.

Wait..

WHAT. Three crunches in I realized that I was eating cat food. What part of my morning brain thought that I wanted to eat one of those.

My stream of sleepy conciousness doddled off with, "Oh great gads it is early. Now that I put some of these delicious kitty snacks in the bowl for the cat, whom they are obviously intended for, I better pop one of these bad boys in my mouth. What ever lovely human breakfast I should eat could never compare to this little flavor blast of love.... *crunch crunch crunch* OH GOD NO WHY."

It was too late to spit it out so I just swallowed it. Crunchy, bland, kitty snacks slightly resembling the flavors of chicken broth, chalk and dirt.

Good morning world. It was destined to be a good day.

Turn that frown upside down!

2010-11-19T01:17:00.000-08:00

I was looking through old posts, and it is much to mushy gooshy, with a half-empty cup of pessimism thrown in.

So, it is time for blog re-vamp 101.

From now on, please expect to read crazy/funny/inappropriate/random/unfortunate/silly stories that happen during the reminder of my law school life.

I'm thinking a transformation from Emo Law School Blues to Chelsea Handler goes to Law School.

So get your party pants on. First "New" post is tomorrow.

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2010-09-14T23:58:00.000-07:00

Did you know that Gordon's Law of genetics couldn't be more true?

The bad trait will always predominate. The bad trait will always win.

2010-09-06T12:01:00.000-07:00

Back to School...

2010-08-30T13:42:00.000-07:00

After an amazing summer of LGBT advocacy, an irresponsible evidence class, working my own hours and the best play I have ever participated in, I feel empty.

Sad. Depressed. Bored. Empty.

Unfortunately, I can't think of one thing to fix it.

I do know that blogs will be more frequent now that I need law school outlet time.

...

2010-07-16T06:09:00.001-07:00

Is having a Wild Wild Party.

:)

It happened.

2010-06-06T11:56:00.000-07:00

I am ashamed of it.

I can't believe it.

There must be something wrong with me.

I am reading the twilight series.

I decided I needed a light summer read and my friend dropped all four books on me. I don't care about vampires, or werewolves, or anything in the Science Fiction section for that matter.

I started reading the first book and, surprise, I hated it. It took me a week to get through the first 100 pages. Then, once I started getting in to the book, it took me less than 24 hours to read the next 400. Low and behold, I am now 100 pages away from the end of the second book.

Do I think they are good books? Meh. But its like watching a reality TV show. Even if it isn't the most captivating piece of media, it's impossible to turn it off. What happens? Who ends up with who? I am much to nosy to bail out now.

So two more books to go. How did I come to this?

Oy.

2010-05-23T14:21:00.001-07:00

Blatant Truth.

Wild Party!

2010-05-18T10:56:00.000-07:00

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I will be performing in a community theatre production of The Wild Party! I am so excited to be party of the theatre scene once again. I've missed theatre people, parties, rehearsals and performing (of course).

Being in a production is the perfect law school sabbatical.

In other news:

New work out/diet regimen is working well. Six pounds down and, ideally, twenty-nine to go!

Goodbye 1L, Hello 2L

2010-05-18T10:37:00.000-07:00

Well I did it. I finished my first year of law school. I've learned a lot in the past ten months and, in a true "Dea" fashion, I've created a list of the important things.

1. Just because you are "smart" in undergrad doesn't mean you are "smart" in law school. This was rough. I was always in the very top of my class and that is certainly no longer the case. After the grades from last semester, I was ready to pack my stuff and head back to NM. My grades weren't horrible, but unexpected to say the least. Who knows how I did this semester. Frankly, I wish they wouldn't send grades out until we started school in August.

2. When you sit for 90% of the day, you will get fatter. Granted this seems like common sense, but man oh man did that creep up on me. I was a serious victim of "The Blaw School 15". I need to buy one of these for the rest of law school:

3. Climbing up rocks is unreasonably fun. Going out side to climb up some rocks should not be amusing in the slightest. This is what Neanderthals did in order to get to the other side of a mountain, or run for dear life. Why is this such an amusing hobby?

4. I am nothing with out my friends. This doesn't need an explanation. Just a blatant fact.

5. New Mexico isn't that bad. When I was there, most of NM seemed like a garbage dump in hell. After coming back for short visits, I realized that the culture, the food, and the people (most of them) makes New Mexico awesome. I am actually considering getting a Zia tattoo.

6. I have come to realize and accept some things about myself that simply won't change. I know this is vague, but it will make sense soon enough.

Week Win

2010-04-17T12:37:00.000-07:00

What an awesome week.

Won an iPad.
Won a weekend cabin stay in Estes Park.
Top four oralists in my class.
Massive dent in outlining.
3 Job interviews (and hopefully a job.)

No complaining on le bloggio this week :)

On the other hand, I am auditioning for Wild Party on May 1st. (In the middle of finals... gooood Shandea.) I don't particularlly expect to get a part, but I am kind of at a loss for what I should audition with. I need one ballad and one up-tempo. (ahem - suggestions please!) The last show I did was Greek Row (not counting Jess' awesome Cabaret.) Now, more than ever, I feel like I am having severe theater withdrawals.

I am plucking out any theater related events I can find. This includes actually enjoying oral arguments. Its like a 15 minute painful monologue where judges get to throw unanswerable questions at you. It's AWESOME.

I will be getting a sufficient dose of theater in the next couple of weeks though. Cabaret tomorrow, In the Heights in a week or so.

Very Excite!

Yippy Skippy!

I blog?

2010-04-11T23:05:00.000-07:00

Uh... Scoops. I apparently haven't updated this thing in forever.

I have been busy busy busy and trying to figure out some random life-related things as of late.

Since there is no possible way I can update for the last jillion years I will do a simple set of Yeas and Boos.

YEAS

1. Less than a month left of school
2. Plenty of job interviews
3. Rock Climbing outside
4. Auditioning for Wild Party
5. New Backpack
6. Thai food
7. Sanity Saving Law School events: Prom, Kickball etc.
8. Friends
9. Winning a weekend cabin stay in Estes Park from a raffle
10. Going to Lady Gaga with Kris in July

BOOS

1. No job yet
2. Beer
3. Civil Procedure
4. Finishing Legal Writing
5. Chat roulette (this could also sneak in as 10.5 on the yeas list)
6. The pain that of upcoming non-stop homework
7. Weird car noises
8. Laziness
9. X-Man Wolverine... uh whatever its called
10. Hang overs

I promise to be more diligent in updating. :)

**Edit : thank you to Jamesy for finding the clear and obvious mistake. Everyone knows how much I love civil procedure and hate cabins.

PostSecret

2010-03-14T20:53:00.000-07:00

Every Sunday I head to Post Secret to check out the new stories and confessions. Sometimes the chosen few toss me in to a laughing fit; Incriminating photos of a boss, mindless confessions of stealing things out of the office fridge, cheating on a paper, etc. Other times the confessions tug at my heart strings. Whether it is complete empathy for an unfamiliar, yet unfortunate situation or actual sympathy for being in the same situation myself.

Either way, I would consider what secrets I had, but never actually thought of sending them in. This weekend I sent three postcards. Three separate unrelated secrets. On a short trip to Denver, I told a close friend of mine that I sent them in. I quickly realized that by saying that, there would be interest in what those secrets were.

The first one he guessed. I guess it isn't much of a secret, but it isn't something I would boast about. It's not that I try to hide it, I just never make it known.

The second is entirely "guessable", but because of certain elements that surround it, it wasn't guessed. It's a three-parter. The first element is assumed, the second everyone already knows, and the third is unthinkable. I can't really explain it myself, which is why it is floating through the US Postal service to a mailbox in Maryland.

The last is completely and utterly unguessable. I won't say it, and I won't hint at it. I'll let it live inside me until I croak.

This lengthy, vaguebook of a blog is for two reasons:
One- I like having secrets. People say "I don't have secrets." or "I'm an open book." but that couldn't possibly be true. Everyone has a secret.
Two- Although I love having secrets, I almost spilled the beans on the second secret. I wanted to, but didn't (or couldn't). It would essentially void the whole purpose of the secret. And I know that even if it ever so sneakily did slip out, it wouldn't be repeated again. If it did pop out, it would be to that friend.

Now that I have pulled you through this blog (giving nearly zero percent of real information), I leave you with advice.

Send one. Send a secret. It feel so, so, soooooooooooo good.

Send it anonymously to:
Post Secret
13345 Copper Ridge Rd
Germantown, Maryland 20874

Prozac?

2010-03-01T21:55:00.001-08:00

About a month ago I went to the doctor for my "annual" and also conveyed some potential concerns about my life.

I discussed my minuscule anxiety problems, this, that, and some other stuff. After talking for about a half an hour she suggested a low dosage of Prozac.

PROZAC!? Me? Really?

I looked up potential symptoms of anxiety:

* Are you constantly tense, worried, or on edge?
Yes

* Does your anxiety interfere with your work, school, or family responsibilities?
School occasionally

* Are you plagued by fears that you know are irrational, but can’t shake?
All the time

* Do you believe that something bad will happen if certain things aren’t done a
certain way?
Check

* Do you feel like danger and catastrophe are around every corner?
Depends, but it happens.

Is this another Restless Leg Syndrome sort of quiz where the results point to EVERYONE needing it?

Either way, I can't decide... take it? Or throw it away.

My Eyeballs

2010-02-28T17:52:00.000-08:00

The unfathomable amounts of reading is turning my sub-par vision in to non-existent, old woman, nearly blind vision. I can't figure out what is the main cause of this... but I have narrowed it down:

1. Straight-up regular book reading:
As I finished the 20th page of Constitutional Law reading for tomorrow, I honestly thought that my eyeballs were going to up and leave my skull. The words were doing Riverdance all of the page and I had to SERIOUSLY concentrate on finishing the last 3 pages. I am considering getting some reading glasses, even though I never had a problem with far-sightedness.

2. Computer Screen Eye Melt-a-thon:
After typing the beast of a memo due last Monday, I had to take a break from all things "screen" related for 24 hours. I thought that pre-grad school, I had my eyes glued to some sort of screen for a large portion of the day. Facebook, Email, Stumble, Stumble, Stumble, My Sweet Sixteen, Woot, Paper, Stumble. I think I managed to add an extra 4 hours to every day just for screen staring. I have become a professional... and it is making my eyeballs go poopy.

3. I hate carrots:
I have no idea if carrots actually improve eyesight but I freaking hate them. Bring on the blindness.

4. Booooooooooze:
Is it possible that the amount of booze consumed increases that the effectiveness of vision decreases? I know it has that temporary effect. Oh the joys of writing a text at 3am with one eye closed and the other eye in "squint-mode" hoping that whatever keys you jam on the phone will create a coherent sentence. I am worried that the possibility of "drunken-blindness" could be permanent one day. Oh no.

Either way, my eyes are crapping out. My graduation gift to myself will be Lasik. Oooooooooo yeah.

(P.S. Why must I list everything? Am I a list-a-holic?)

Who Can Say What Dreams Are?

2010-02-18T06:47:00.000-08:00

This is an Emo blog.

I will not trouble you all with the lengthy discussion of my stresses, worries, and overwhelming To-do list. No sleep. No time. No life.

Anyway, I am just saying that hopefully me, the real me, will be back soon.

Cut it out.

2010-02-11T19:56:00.000-08:00

This will be a very short blog, but I have been meaning to post it for quite sometime.

The following includes a list of things that are unacceptable for a classroom setting. Some people find this very hard to grasp, so I have complied a "No-No" list for the severely confused.

1. The "horn/elephant/face explosion nose blow." I understand that it is "sick season". Keeping a double ply roll of toilet paper in your back pack is completely understandable. Blowing your nose as if you are trying to imitate a rocket launcher exploding gak is completely ridiculous and distracting. Stop it.
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2. The "I am going to talk for 423 years about a question that doesn't matter and makes the prof. want to vomit." It is great that you want to impress your professor. More power to you. I can guarantee that talking to them about the historical implications of the first pleading ever written will make them want to die (also known as zero bonus points) Cut it out. (This also includes an "tangent is an acceptable thing to talk about for 30 minutes.")

3. The "my phone is vibrating louder than Jenna Jameson's butt plug but I some how can't hear it." If I can hear your phone 7 seats away, you must be deaf and/or retarded. Turn your shit to silent.

4. The "apparently I learned to whisper from a child at a funeral". Everyone in class has something to whisper to their neighbor. The key word is whisper. If you sound like you are trying to chat to someone in a crowded bar, that is NOT a whisper. Shut up.

5. The "I'll brown-nose my way to the top" method. Your professor thinks you suck. Quit it.

Just keep these 5 tips in mind the next time you are in class. Do your fellow classmates a favor. :)

Drunken Man-Off

2010-01-31T22:25:00.000-08:00

I am sitting in my living room at 11:30pm on a Sunday night and what do I hear?

T.V. show of something trashy yet appealing? Nope.

Pandora playing a medley of calming tunes? Nope.

Drunk #One and Wasted #Two playing competitive Wii Frisbee golf in between chugging beers?
Yup.

Ryan and his man partner are back as one. After 4 days straight of climb/snowboard/sports, drunk, rally, drunker, Wii, wasted, sleep (repeat) you'd thing that they would be ready for a nice relaxing evening. Nopes. Noper. No.

Although I would enjoy a nice refreshing sleep before starting another deathly week of law school, it is great seeing Ryan with his man-mate again. Since Wednesday, they have been inseparable. Every minute has been a competition of manly-ness and Ryan is in dude heaven.

*craaaaaaaaaaaaaaash.... Chris managed to accidentally punch over the Beer-a-mid for the second time this evening playing Wii basketball*

Our climbing excursions have been awesome. I climbed some things I never thought I could, but I still have a Bouldering fear. I would rather been on a rope 40+ft in the air than be rope-less 10 ft. in the air.

*Ryan just laid on one of my HUGE law school books. I asked if he wanted me to move it. He said " Uhhhh I'm gone... so it feelz naaaiiiice." *

Overall, it has been a great weekend. Granted I got a minimal amount of HW done, but 2 applications are being sent off to Lala land and I had a fantastic weekend of climbing, dancing and fun.

*Chris is still playing Wii basketball... I don't think I have ever heard that many "Fucks" in my life time. I guess his drunkenness is interfering with his game.*

On the docket for this week: Legally Blonde the Musical, Gourmet walking tour in Denver with Darren, and Volunteer work for the Boulder Domestic Violence Shelter.

*Ryan's passed out. He stumbled to bed on his mostly broken ankle and literally fell asleep before he hit the bed*

Awesome times Awesome!

Boulder Children + Blacks = Confused

2010-01-02T17:26:00.000-08:00

I have come to the conclusion that any child under the age of 10 in Boulder has never seen an "afro" before. Furthermore, it is a high possibility that these children have never seen a black person before either. And I am only half... I have no idea what they would do if they saw a Nigerian.

Story #1: I was hung over. It was the day after the grand finals celebration and I felt like death with a side of vom. We had just eaten at Foolish Craig's and and I was slowly shuffling out of the restaurant praying that what ever was about to exit my body didn't happen in the restaurant. I slipped on my sunglasses and stepped out the door when this little, blonde boy, no older than 5, stops his dad in a child whisper (also known as yelling with more breath) "Look daddy, she has big hairs... wooooooooooah!" I smiled at the kid and walked another 6 steps before I unloaded Eggs Benedict on the curb.

Story #2: I was rushing through target because I was already late for some event (common occurrence). The mom behind me in the check out line was holding a tiny girl (2 or 3 years old) in her arms while she studied the different kinds of gum. I smiled at the little girl and she gave me a "look" (similar to what a person would give a robber breaking in to their house.) I didn't feel it was necessary to make the child cry so I turned around. I started setting random items on the little conveyor belt when all of a sudden I feel a chunk of my fro being removed from my head. Apparently it looked like a stuffed animal that needed its innards pulled out because the child pulled freaking hard. The mom freaked out and apologized. I laughed it off, even though the back of my head was throbbing.

Story #3: The bus. This was an early morning on the way to school and I was frantically reading a case for Contracts (because I am always so prepared). This little girl (5 ish) was staring at me in the seat next to us. She "child whispered" to her mom "Are some people born with weird hair mom?" The mom stated "All black people have weird hair. Ours is straight, and theirs is poofy. I tried to get mine done like that in college but I looked like a cocker spaniel".

Story #4: Today. I was in Old Navy at the FlatIron mall looking for a pair of jeans. This little girl, around 7, was just staring at me. Blank faced. Confused. Lost. I looked at jeans for at least 10 mins and she just stood their staring. I looked at her and smiled and she still didn't move. Eventually her mom started walking away and she followed slowly and said "wooooah". I think my fro actually mind-fucked that little girl. Its like I had a magic trick on my head.

I am sure there are plenty more stories, but I thought I would share a few. Story of my life in Boulder. They really need to get some more Ethnic action up here.

OFFICIAL NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS!

2009-12-30T16:53:00.000-08:00

It wouldn't be a blog if there wasn't a lame "New Years Resolutions" blog post. I am sure 90% of the things on this list will be things that are on 80% of America's list, but I guess they are popular subjects.

1) Turn my shape from this:

To this:

2) More avoidance of this:

3) This at least 3 times a week:

4) This 60+ hours a week (Studying):

5)Saying I am, and being, thankful for this:

AND Making more time for this:

6) Remembering to do this to avoid over-stress:

I think that about sums it up:)

Blessed be to Holidays

2009-12-19T20:09:00.000-08:00

I woke up this morning and the first thing that popped in to my head was "So... Ill start studying in an hour and then hopefully I can... uh wait I AM DONE." I literally laughed out loud and kicked my legs like a giddy school girl. I am done diggity done done done with my first semester of law school.

So, here are the official Yays and Nays of my first semester of law school:

NAYS
1) Gaining approximately 1 million pounds.
2) Civil Procedure. All of it.
3) No job which equals no money.
4) Sleep deprivation.
5) Alcoholism.

YAYS
1) The AMAZING group of friends I found up here. God bless 'em.
2) Dexter Study Sessions.
3) Feeling mentally stimulated. School = hard.
4) Rock climbing.
5) Alcoholism.

I am excited for holiday celebrations and a general break for school. My brain, eyes and body need a rest from all the stress. AND Monday, it is back to Burque! Facebook chat is being "special" so here are a couple pics from the last few days of celebration.

Secret Santa Gift Exchange! Complete with wine, cheese, gifts, and stockings :)

My love Darren got me a wine and restaurant tour with him for X-mas. A+ Gift choice.

The best law school crew money can buy. And I got them all for free. Love my life.

Our "Believe" Santa shirts. We wore them for every single final. :)

Down-Hill Slope

2009-12-12T10:39:00.001-08:00

Yippeeeee Skippy!
3 finals done, 2 more to go.

I will have my face in a lovely Civil Procedure book for the the next 48 hours straight. Civil Procedure, as you all may know, is officially my LEAST favorite subject thus far. All the hoopla over where you can sue someone, when, and boring boring lame dumb. Granted it is only 2 credits, SO I guess I picked a good class to hate and completely fuck up.

Also - for those of you who care, I will be starting another blog as a co-operative effort with a couple other law students discussing the adventures of bus system (RTD) here in Colorado. Oh you may think this will be boring... but I you would not BELIEVE the things that happen while riding a bus.

Til' then back to Civil Procedure.

Stupid big fat red casebooks....

Contracts

2009-12-07T06:47:00.000-08:00

In less than 24 hours I will be taking a 4 hour Contracts exam.

This is going to be an issue spotting shit show.

I am trying to figure out how I should spend this final day before the pain and suffering of Finals is is full blow. This morning I woke up at 7am to make sure I am tired early tonight, so I can go to bed early and be ready for a 8am exam.

So what do I focus on?

Practice Problems?
Review Notes?
Adding Bonus stuff to my outline?
Organizing?
Crying and or Drinking?

I think I will get some tea and try to focus..... and just breathe.

**Me and my lovely contracts book. We are obviously besties**

I am Thankful for...

2009-11-26T08:21:00.001-08:00

Family

New Friends

Old Friends

Best Friends

Musical Therapy

Wine

Loan Money

Being Alive

Coffee

Cheese

Feeling Blessed

You

Home

2009-11-18T18:53:00.000-08:00

Home home home home home!!!!!

I actually can not contain my excitement to be back in New Mexico (even if it is only for 5 days.)

It is a weird feeling to want to leave a place so incredibly bad, but then when the opportunity arises to return, the "shit your pants" happiness combined with the "I can't sleep" excitement is slightly unexpected, but welcome.

Even though a hefty part of my days will be spent outlining, reading, and trying to learn the inner workings of Contract law, I will be able to enjoy a little piece of home.

Joy to my life!

Climbing & Dance

2009-11-13T10:42:00.000-08:00

I am certifiably insane.

I really needed to find something that would help bring me back to being a regular person. The amount of stress I have been enduring recently has made me fat, tired and useless. Besides the fact that I need about 9 treatments of liposuction, I am trying to handle the situation the best way I can without letting school work suffer or deleting my personal life.

I have discovered two activities to hopefully solve all of my problems. Lose weight, decrease stress, and just letting my mind NOT think about law school for more than 10 minutes at a time.

Oh dance, I have missed you so.

I have been going to hip hop, african and jazz at the Streetside Dance studio and LOVING it. It seems like it has been forever since I have taken dance classes, but luckily I found a fellow law student that is appreciating the release the dance often brings.

More importantly, I have discovered a love for top-rope climbing and bouldering. The pain in my fingers, arms, back and legs seems to provide a full body workout while remaining oh so fun.

I have been going here and yes I climbed up that huge mutha truckin wall:

I will be getting my own harness and climbing shoes sometime next week.

I really needed an active outlet. It seems like the past weeks have been pretty monotonous.

Homework, class, study, class, homework, read, read, read, class, homework, study, get trashed Friday night, repeat.

Hopefully my new activities will keep me out of the nut house and in to my old jeans.

Here's to hoping.

Faking Happiness Counts.

2009-11-11T17:13:00.000-08:00

I couldn't be happier
No, I couldn't be happier
Though it is, I admit
The tiniest bit
Unlike I anticipated...

But I couldn't be happier
Simply couldn't be happier
(Well - not "simply")
'Cause getting your dreams
It's strange, but it seems
A little - well - complicated.

There's a kind of a sort of...cost
There's a couple of things get...lost
There are bridges you cross
You didn't know you crossed
Until you've crossed.

And if that joy, that thrill
Doesn't thrill you like you think it will
Still -
With this perfect finale
The cheers and ballyhoo
Who wouldn't be happier?
So I couldn't be happier
Because happy is what happens
When all your dreams come true
Well, isn't it?
Happy is what happens
When your dreams come true.

Recent Events:

2009-11-08T14:44:00.000-08:00

Law School BLOOOOOOOOOOOOWS. I am so sick of homework.

Thank he baby Jesus that midterms are over. I nearly had a heart attack.

SO recent life events:
1) Some fuck took my camera. That means I will no longer be the photographer for random outings and events and my Facebook photo albums will go unloved until it can be replaced. I might just charge it on a credit card to buy a new one because I really miss being able to document life. I keep hoping it will turn up... but it is looking less and less likely that I will find it.

2) Halloween was fantastic. We had the most outrageous costumes. I was Miss Cleo, from those old psychic reading infomercials in the middle of the night. Friends were (from left to right) Strawberry Shortcake, Me, Lumberjack, Fall, Ryan was a miniature knight,Count Chocula, Dinosaur, and Mummy. For Christmas we are all going to dress up and have a slutty nativity scene party. That should be fan-freaking-tastic.

3) I WENT TO SEE WICKED. It was so fabulous. I loved every minute of it. I can't wait until Spring Awakening in December. The ticket prices are a bit painful, but it's worth it.

4) I go back to Albuquerque in 12 days. I AM SO FREAKING EXCITED.

5) New addition to my life is a love for rock climbing. Ryan and I are joining a rock climbing gym and I am so excited. I never thought it would be this much fun. I went Bouldering for the first time which is scary as balls. It is like rock climbing, except you don't use ropes and you don't go as high. The no rope thing freaks me out, and people just jump off once they get to the top. These people are not human and have been bred with monkey/alien powers.

Also, if you haven't noticed I changed the blog name. I figured the other one could be considered offensive to some and I wanted to avoid that... so i picked something slightly less offensive: Legally Black, as in Legally Blonde with more negro-ness added to the pot.

Life is going better than 2 weeks ago, except for the fact that bad things keep happening to me. I just feel better about life and less like I am seconds away from a mental/emotional/life breakdown. I am trying to remember to take each day as it comes and to stop thinking about the burden in its entirety.

Law students/Lawyers have the highest rankings in statistics for suicide, alcoholism and general substance abuse. After the last month it all makes sense now. This shit is hard.

But, as the Beatles sang, "I'll get by with a little help from my friends."

<3

2009-10-25T16:01:00.000-07:00

.
Catch me I'm falling
Catch me I'm falling
Faster than anyone should

Catch me I'm falling
Please hear me calling
Catch me I'm falling for good.

Catch me I'm falling
Losing myself in the air.
Catch me I'm Falling
Don't leave me crawling
Catch me and show me you care

Catch me I'm falling
Catch me I'm falling
Flying head first into fate
Catch me I'm falling
Please hear me calling
Catch me before it's too late
.

Failure to Concentrate

2009-10-11T19:50:00.000-07:00

I feel feisty.

I have been getting myself caught up in political and religious discussion that will have no high end point. I feel as if I am discussing these matters with a puppy. I talk about reasoning, thoughts, facts, and attempt to have a heartfelt, intelligent conversation on the matter but when the opposite party responds I get the same "bark" over and over and over again.

Just "you're wrong" and "the truth is the only way".

I actually feel bad. It amazes me that people find it so difficult to discuss matters of this nature like responsible adults.

But, through all of this, I have gained further respect and understanding for those with strong faith in religion and are able to have intelligent conversations with the ability to understand other points of view. One of my best friends is a member of the Latter Day Saint (Mormon) faith and I am completely comfortable discussing the trials of religion through time with her. I invite her to understand my position and she does the same. There is a mutual respect for each other and I appreciate that so much.

Come to think of it, it is usually the Evangelical's that use their "Jesus Camp", close minded, naive arguments in order to prove their point. I wonder what percentage of atheists who randomly "see the light" when all they are being given is a reminder they will burn in hell.

I have also come to the conclusion on why so many people feel compelled to be saved by baby Jesus. It is the method of praying on the weak. Children, diseased, substance-abuse addicts etc. The vulnerable are who get captured in this nonsense. That makes it even more inconscionable. At least the LDS don't discriminate to whom they proselytize to.

To sum up, all of this debating is making it difficult for me to concentrate on what I need to be concentrating on. School, healthy, responsibilities. Law school is eating my soul and right now I am letting it.

For the next few days I will be focused, concentrate on what is necessary, and get ahead on my studies. Property midterm. Yuck,

On the brightside, I think I have reached a new level of excitement about this upcoming weekend. Look what I did to my planner on Friday during class.

*Excited much? Yes and yes*

Joys of Law School

2009-10-04T22:39:00.000-07:00

So I have officially been a Law Student for over a month. There are a lot of things that take a while to get used to but I am starting to feel comfortable in some areas.

I have found an excellent group of friends up yonder who are as quirky, inappropriate and outgoing as I am. We have already created a variety of mischievous activities (locker climbing, parkour, inappropriate dance-a-thons) and it is making the heavy load of law school much more tolerable.

Also, unexpectedly, I have grown quite fond of Contract law. Who knew? It might be that the professor is making a seemingly dull subject extraordinarily amusing, but I think that it is genuinely appealing as a possible future job. I still think that I will try my had at something with more litigation because court room scenes might be the closest I get to acting in a long time.

Speaking of acting, I am having "Burst-In-To-Random-Musical-Sing-A-Thon" withdraws. Approximately .4% of the people up here know musical theatre and that generally includes the knowledge of RENT, Phantom and Cats. I'm dying here. Luckily I am going to see Wicked this month in Denver!

** Well, 3 days until it opens, I am not going til mid October**

On another happy note, I am super happy that Ryan has been by my side for this whole move, law school, life changing transition. It has made the whole process 100% easier. Our anniversary celebration was a blast and just reminded me of how lucky I am to have such an excellent boyfriend. He got me this wonderful gem:

**Magenta French Press! FTW!**

To sum up: I am feeling better about my decision to take out jillions of dollars to move to another state to put myself through the biggest mind fuck of a school trip I have ever been on. It's a challenge, but it isn't impossible!

Colorado v. New Mexico

2009-08-30T20:22:00.000-07:00

Here are a couple things I have noticed during my time in Colorado thus far. Sorry - I don't really have time for a full blown update, but I will soon.

New Mexico vs. Colorado

1. For every menu in New Mexico that has the word "Green Chile" the Coloradans have removed it and inserted either "BBQ sauce" or "Jalapeno"

2. While on the subject of green chile, if you can find it here, all of the supposed "hot" chile is something so insipid you could feed it to a infant.

3. For every Hispanic/Mexican person you see in New Mexico, there are about 3 Asians here. SO the Demographics of Boulder: 95% White and Rich, 4% Asian and Rich, 1% Black, Native American, Hispanic etc and NOT rich.

4. For every local micro brewery you see in New Mexico there are approximately 5 here. And they are all FREAKING DELICIOUS.

5. Boulder/Denver theatre scene = win win win

7. I think I have seen a total of 3 people who are considered "overweight" in Boulder. And it was one family walking outside of the only McDonalds in town. So as expected, I feel like someone you would see on Maury when it comes to weight.

8. There must have been a mandatory "Hotness Test" in order to be allowed to run on campus. This test was probably taken after the "Muscle Mass" test and the "Tan-o-Meter" test.

9. Coffee, Chai, Tea (iced and hot) are all 100% better in Colorado

10. To register your car in Boulder Country, you must get a VIN Verification number, a full emissions test, and pay the largest car registration fee ever. It also depends on your car size. For me it was $200 and my car is TINY

11. On the bright side, it was $16 to get my Driver's License.

12. Sales tax, cost of food, and cost of alcohol is way higher in Colorado.

13. EVERYONE has snow tires, and at least one bike/ski rack on their car. Most have two.

14. You can't buy liquor or wine in grocery stores in Colorado. The only thing you can get is 3.2 beer (sissy beer with alcohol taken out of it so it isn't so strong)

15. The mountains are to the west... not the east. This makes me confused on a daily basis.

Overall, I really like it here. I just wish I had more time explore/have fun. Law School is a beast.

Sacrafice

2009-08-06T09:12:00.001-07:00

There is one thing I have learned and come to appreciate over the last week here. The ability and willingness for friends to sacrifice for one another.

I have been trying to see and hang out with everyone I know before I leave and it has been difficult to arrange my schedule in such a way that I can meet with several people a day. Granted I am squeezing in second lunch dates and drinks after dinner and practically spending 90% of my time in a restaurant ,but I also realize the I wont see these people for a long time. If that means spending an unfathomable amount of money on eating out this last week, so be it :)

Another example that made me super happy was April's schedule and how she squeezed in time for me and Amanda the last 2 days. She gets up at 5 am every morning, works all day, has 4-5 hours of rehearsal and then came out to karaoke on Tuesday night. Not only that, but she came out til 1:00am last night for Amanda's birthday. I am sure she will be living on coffee/energy drinks today, but I also appreciate her sacrificing a couple hours of sleep for our sake.

The same goes to Jess. If I remember correctly she hates the idea of downtown and "clubbing" more than a root canal without Novocain. And even though she worked at 8 this morning, she was in Sauce dancing her heart away.

This goes out to anyone and everyone that has rearranged their schedules, sleeping patterns, life in order to see me or Ryan during this last week. Just want to say I noticed, and I really appreciated it.

And to Amanda: HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY!

1 Week

2009-08-01T09:01:00.000-07:00

One Week until I am driving up to Colorado to start the life of a Law School Student.

I am getting EXTREMELY excited about the move. I am feeling quite ready to get away from the various things in New Mexico that have been causing me stress recently.

Packing is starting to be an adventure where I can count down the days until I am headed up to the new exciting life that is waiting for me. I see a healthier, more responsible, more organized me that is just ready to burst out as soon as I pass the state line.

Of course, along with all the excitement lies the sadness for leaving the small part of New Mexico that I still appreciate. I will have to make some new friends, deal with the ridiculous amounts of snow, and get used to a "small town" environment again. Not to mention the fact that this will be the first time I will be away from my Mom.

I will miss all of my friends and the random shenanigans we would conjure up. Wine nights, park play dates, Latter Day Saint parodies like Orgazmo, forts, board games and so on and so forth.

The original Team Awesome crew are some of the best friends I could have ever asked for and even though we don't hang out in one large mass for 23 out of the 24 hours in a day, I still feel that connection and friendship.

Luckily with the power of email, facebook, snail mail and texting I will keep in touch the best that I can.

Update (Correction)

2009-07-02T09:20:00.000-07:00

So I find it slightly hilarious that I happened to write that blog yesterday. Apparently I was one day early.

Last night after work I got in my car, drove home, and had sob-a-thon status break down. I endured a complete freak out about moving. I guess when talking to a close friend, I used the term "phased out" in describing my friendship. I am sure I was over reacting.

(Luckily Michael came over and cheered me up)

I just think it is unfortunate that I am working so much. And on top of that, every time any group of my friends get together, I am playing the slave-labor game.

I guess it is just a taste of the future. If I miss people as much as I do while I am in New Mexico, I am sure it will get worse when I move to Colorado.

Workity Work

2009-07-01T10:38:00.000-07:00

I'm at work not working. What a surprise there.

I am actually slightly excited for work tonight though. I get to go in at 4pm (earlier) which means I get a short break, but I get off early. 100% worth it.

The super conservative lawyer of the office gave me a box of fancy pens so I can hate on for a least a week.

BUT to imporatant stuff:

I gave my 30 days move out notice thinggy to my landlord and I have no idea where I am moving. That is always a comforting feeling. We are going up to Boulder July 12th through July 16th to look at places, decide and sign a lease. August 8th we move on up.

Stupid manditory 1L's oreientation starts August 17th and then school starts the following week. I am already looking at plane prices for coming back to visit. Trying to find the deals!

I am pretty calm about the whole thing right now. I haven't given much thought to the fact that I am leaving EVERYTHING I know behind to be in a Land O' New. Hopefully having completely new surroundings and school can help me stick to a healthier lifestytle of biking, hiking and rock climbing. The school has all the cool sporty stuff that UNM has (Racketball, pools, etc) but it also has an indoor track, jacuizi, and a climbing gym. That's going to be pretty awesome.

Until the big move I plan on working 60+ hours week, spending time with friends/family and enjoying New Mexico :)

Thumbs Up & Thumbs Down

2009-06-11T12:54:00.000-07:00

Good afternoon Ladies and Gents... Here are my Thumbs Up/Thumbs Down of the week:

Thumbs Up:
1. Coffee/Caffeine
2. So You Think You Can Dance
3. Pride 2009
4. Ryan
5. Plane Tickets to Denver/Boulder
6. Melting Pot's Free Cheese Fondu Day (Sunday)
7. Coupon for Express
8. Making Money
9. Toast
10. New bras that fit my stupid large boobs

Thumbs Down:
1. Working 55 hours this week
2. Sleep deprivation
3. Real Housewives of New Jersey
4. House Hunting
5. Realizing if I get any more boob fat I'll be a 33DDD (non-existent bra size)
6. Drunk old men
7. Laundry
8. Taking out 50 Grand in student loans
9. Bacon
10. Being jealous of the anorexics on the documentary I watched.

Taking Another Step

2009-06-03T14:31:00.001-07:00

I just thought you all should know this :)

Joy Joy Joy

Obama White House Names June "Pride Month"

3 AM

2009-06-01T02:10:00.000-07:00

Tried to go to bed and failed. I don't know if I can't sleep or just won't sleep.

My brain is going 900 miles an hour over thinking as many situations as I can.

Overall, I just feel alone. Even though I am physically moving to Boulder (therefore technically leaving things/people behind), I feel like emotionally and mentally I have already been left out of the loop and in the dust.

I don't know the validity of any of that. But if it is true, I wish people would tell me why.

Also I saw a Post Secret that was fitting today (as dumb as it is):

California... What the hell?

2009-05-26T13:35:00.000-07:00

There are quite a few things I would like to say to a variety of people, but because I am a sissy I will probably avoid saying most of it. I am sure some of it needs to be said, but most of it is just drama causing nonsense that I can't seem to purge from my brain. And if it doesn't fall in the previous two categories, I know that it is categorzed under "minor-temporary beliefs" that will go away within a week or two anyway.

I will say the following:

California is pissing me off. I can't believe such a liberal minded state keeps taking steps back when it comes to homosexual rights. Thank god that they aren't being inconsiderate enough to revoke the 18,000 marriages that we made before the Supreme Court ruling.

(Read the story here: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/05/27/us/27marriage.html)

I have never held so much anger towards one organization. I would rather join the NRA and keep a sawed-off shotgun in my truck then support a group such as the "Protect Marriage" people.

(Vomit on this webpage: http://protectmarriage.com/)

They have this obnoxiously biased, rude, and inconceivably close-minded story on their site discussing the threat of "Gay-marriages in Public Schools." I am sure that screaming obscenities at my laptop did not help the situation, but I can't believe that people like this are allowed to live in America let alone breed other douche-bag waste of space children to carry their legacy of intolerance.

And on this subject, I can say one of the many things that I am sure will start an argument. There are a few people that posted comments on Nate's note on Facebook (Read it: I'm Nate, I'm Gay, and I'm Proud) that are hypocritical selfish and frankly I just want to punch them in the face. Do not, and I repeat DO NOT say you are supportive of someone and their lifestyle if you would vote against them in a heartbeat when it comes to their ability to love, marry, and create a family with the one they care for.

I don't care if you spend 20 hours out of the day talking to your beloved Jesus but keep him, and any other religious shenannigans out of court rulings and cases that have the ability to hinder another individuals quality of life. This isn't just for Christianity either. For ANY religious laws and doctrine that others may not follow or believe.

How would you feel if we adopted Jainism's rules and regulations which required the United States to be Vegan? I am sure you would raise hell if that happened. Or what if we adopted the Mormon's and the Muslim's policy on no alocholic beverages. Tell that to Billy Bob Joe sitting on his porch drinking a case of Bud light screaming about how the "Homo's" are ruining what America stands for.

If you don't believe in gay marriage don't get one. Grow up. Gain some tolereance. Or shut the fuck up.

A Racist Black-a-Jew

2009-05-09T09:22:00.000-07:00

Yup - that's me. A Racist Black-a-Jew

(WARNING: The content following this disclaimer may be considered offensive.)

I hate Persians.

Ok, let me rephrase this, I "strongly dislike" Persians who are affiliated in any way to Pars Cuisine (working, managing, dining in etc.)

Why?

1) They are needy needy people. They have you running around the restaurant getting butt loads of butter, bread, raw onions and sumac for their eating pleasure with out saying "please" or "thank you."

2) They drink doogh. Doogh is this nasty ass yogurt drink that smells like an aquarium with rotten milk. It's yogurt, pepper, salt, random spices and occasionaly mint. It's salty and milky and the most UN-refreshing thing you could possibly consume.

3) Pars gives them "special treatment". If you are Persian you get free bread, extra rice, and your sides for free. Not to mention all the raw onion sprinkled with parsley they can handle. I dont remember going to an Italian restaurant where the Italians get extra pasta and free shit. I am pretty sure all the Hispanics and Mexicans that go to the New Mexican restaurants don't get bonus sopapillas and spanish rice for free. Annoying.

4) They can't just order from the god damn menu. They just tell you what they want and then you have to go in to the computer and create what meal they ordered. Various extras and sides and blah blah blah. I assume they are trying to make authentic Persian meals... but seriously.

5) Finnally. The thing that pisses me off the most. THEY ARE THE SHITTIEST TIPPERS EVER. I thought that the Native American population had the gold medal in Under Tipping, but the Persian folks have them beat. No matter how high the bill is, they won't tip more than 10 dollars. Last night I had a 6-top that racked up a tab higher thant $120 bucks. I got a wopping 9 dollars. NINE DOLLARS. I got six verbal thank you's, one guy hitting on me, and nine fucking dollars.
Two days ago I had a 3-top that even told the owner that I was a great server. And they left me 5 dollars on 74 dollar tab.

That is why I can't stand Persians. This is the most frustrating restaurant job that I have ever had. Ugh....

Decisions Decisions.

2009-05-05T06:36:00.000-07:00

I got in to Colorado University's Law School!

I really didn't expect to get in to that school, and now that I have been accepted I don't know what to do. CU has an EXCELLENT law school with lots of great possibilities, but am I ready to move away from Albuquerque?

It is difficult to imagine moving to a city where I will know nobody. I am a social person who really love to spend time with my friends and family and thought of having to build from the ground up in a new city (in a new STATE) terrifies me.

Not to mention that CU's tuition is imaginable in comparison to UNM's law school, Colorado's cost of living is much more expensive, and it has a shit ton more snow. Ew.

I have no idea what to do. I don't want to be the decider anymore.

I dreamed this dream...

2009-04-27T09:30:00.001-07:00

I had this dream last night... weirdest dream in the history of my life, and most of the people who read this were in it.

So, I am at my friend Hannah's baby shower and she doesn't look very happy with it. Her dad bought her a huge giant rock of a ring as a gift which seemed to cheer her up. We were playing baby shower games when I met some boy who was one of Hannah's distant cousins. He was super attractive so I was talking to him at the party. He suggested that we "go up to my place" instead of sticking around for the rest of the baby shower. I told him that I had a boyfriend and he said that he would be up for a threesome. So I said "ok" and off we went.

After the deed was done I left and met up with Jessica, Gilbert, Leonard, Nate, and AJ Rome (why? no clue) at a bar. We were drinking cosmopolitans and munching on nachos (it was pretty awesome, because Nate and Gilbert were 21!) when I got a call on my cellphone from that boy I met at the bridal shower. When I answered it though, it was his boyfriend. And he was pissed. He was involving the cops in an investigation because the boy was only 16 years old and he said that it was statutory rape.

I freaked out so we left the bar. Jessica and I were driving her bright red Jeep (*shrug*) and decided to run away. We bought this small apartment somewhere downtown New York. When we got there we realized it needed some fixing up so were were putting putty on the walls. Jessica realized she forgot her wallet at the store so she got mad and kicked a hole through the wall. I told her that the hole she kicked in the wall was a good idea because now we can have a fire place.

Gilbert showed up after he got off work (as a chip n' dale dancer I assume from what he was wearing) and brought us wine coolers and a fruit baskets as a welcome gift. Then he started crying because he was sad that Jessica was turning in to a lesbian to be with me. We tried to explain that we weren't lesbians but we were just roommates but he thought that if you lived together that you were dating.

After he stopped crying we left to go try and find Jessica's wallet but for some reason Jessica and I were holding hands. As friends.

Then I woke up.

I would like to submit that to a dream interpreter because its the weirdest dream ever.

You You You

2009-04-15T10:53:00.000-07:00

Nothing much has changed since the last time I blogged, so I was trying to spare you all from hearing the same BS.

Working at Pars still... and currently trying to find another job. Everyone there (except for maybe 2 or 3 people) are weird, and very boring to talk to. The owner is a micro-managing drama queen that throws a fit when the smallest thing goes wrong. Luckily I haven't felt that wrath yet, but I really don't want to be around long enough to see it.

3-Hour diet failed. I have no self control when it comes to food anymore.

Brain is still on wacko mode, but now for more reasons then initially mentioned. I constantly feel like I am pissing people off, or offending people.. specifically my closest friends. I hope that if I am doing something to anger them, they would tell me so I can stop.
Jess' cabaret is making me feel like a sp-ed kid. I feel like I am behind on learning my harmony and that I get a fail minus in solo.
Good thing I picked law school over musical theatre.
But I am having fun - the difficult music makes me have to work harder :)

Relay for Life 2007, Right after Midnight

Relay for Life is this Friday night. I have participated for the last 5 years and I am excited to be participating this year. Walk for the Cure! Pet Storm is April 23rd and Spring Storm is April 25th (bright and early). I miss doing as much community service as I did before I graduated... SO I am trying to get back in the good habit.

Spring Storm 2008, Helping with breakfast

Pars and Stuff

2009-03-23T22:05:00.000-07:00

YAY - I am now officially working at Pars. We will see how it goes. I am excited to be making money again... and to be busier... I hope this job keeps me busy enough. If I don't have enough to do then I get super lazy and I hate it.

I think I am the only one who blogs regularly anymore. Well Michele does... but I look at everyone else's bloggy thinggy and I see no recent updates. Busy I assume.

This week I have:
Birthday Dinner with Ryan
Birthday Drinks and such with Beth and Aaron
Birthday Party on Friday night
4 shifts of Training for Pars
and the SUPER scary Audition for Full Monty on Saturday.... super duper scary. I need to talk to Jess about what on earth I should sing for that.

My brain is on wacko mode. And I can't really explain it without having too many people ask questions and/or ruining some things. Ugh. I should sort that out.

On the BRIGHT side - I have officially started the 3 hour diet today. Its what I did freshman year of college that worked SO well... so hopefully it will work again.

Okey dokey. END

Jobless... Blows

2009-03-18T10:39:00.000-07:00

Ok, I have had "almost" jobs around 3 times now. Hopefully Pars works out. I thought I was supposed to take a menu test today, but when I called this morning the head hancho wasn't there. AND wasn't coming in today. So I don't know when I am supposed to be taking care of that nonsense.

I am bored out of my mind. I am sick of cleaning. I want to be working and making money. I swear as soon as I get this job thing all worked out, I plan on working 50 hours a week for 3 weeks straight. Ahhhh... that would be so nice.

I have really enjoyed hanging out with people more and having some free time on my hands, but its making it impossible for me to make a schedule. Creating a food, exercise and sleep schedule is practically impossible. I feel useless and lazy and like I am getting nothing done... ever.
It sounds weird, but it is easier for me to fit in exercise everyday as long as I have a bunch of other stuff to do.

Ugh... this is annoying, I am annoyed... this totally sucks my ass.

Guess it is my turn.

2009-03-06T14:25:00.001-08:00

Recently I have been complaining to my friends for taking eons to update their blogs, and I haven't written much lately either. Tisk tisk.

I guess this will be an overview of the last hectic week of my life.

1) Greek Row Tragedy opened last night at the Rodey Theater. I am having so much fun with this show. Granted there are the few individuals that are proving to be bigger wastes of space then I initially thought, but I refuse to let it affect the time I have enjoyed working with Paul, and other members of the cast. It was great to see friends come see the show last night, but it was more than frustrating to recieve a "side pat" hug, an uninterested "good job" followed by a quick departure from some of them. It really is sad to see people "try" like that.

2) I quit my job at Hell-Hole Law Offices last Friday. I know I should have been more responsible with the situation and made sure I had a job before I quit, but I couldn't handle her rude, irresponsible, demeaning attitude any longer. That woman is the closest reincarnation of a demon that I have ever experienced. I would rather take out a loan, if need be, then endure the anxiety, stress and depressive nature that law office put on me. It is nice to be free. On the downside I don't have a new job yet. I have put in many applications and I have some interviews next week, but nothing official yet. I am getting bored out of my mind. I can't stand not having a job. How do people do it?

3) After nearly ruining CJ's adolecents, and two people tagging me as "The One Who Always Cusses" in those stupid little Facebook things, I have realized that it is time to clean up the potty mouth a bit. If I am being recognized as the person who cusses the most, that is bad news. I don't want to be that person, so I am going to try and use those words minimally. And if I hear the response of "But that's what makes you Dea" that is just going to make me want to work harder to avoid it. I don't want to be known as the person with the most inappropriate vocabulary.

4) If I have one more dream abot Starnes I am going to have to kill him. I have had 3 completely unrelated dreams about him in the past month. AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY.

5) Where do I get a personal trainer that isn't going to cost me 98475 dollars a month. Because I need to get my chunky ass in to gear and what ever motivations I had are slipping away. I REALLY want to go to a "Fat Camp". Mostly because there is a large focus on exercise and there is no "bad" things I could eat even if I wanted to. Or... there still is liposuction. Maybe I will win the lottery.

All of my posts are so disjointed and ramble on for hours... One day I will have a clear cohearant thought that I can type for you all :)

For now, ON GREEK ROW! MU NUDE DELTA FOREVER!

Title of Show Says It Best...

2009-02-27T07:47:00.000-08:00

SUSAN
No, Heidi, I'm bummed we only have four more of these.
I like doing the show. It balances out my day job which is killing me softly.
I wrote this song sitting at my desk today...I'd like to sing it...for you now...

(sung)
Can't you see that I'm dying inside?
Can't you see that I'm dying inside?
If you shined a flashlight in my butt you'd see
I'm dying inside

...true dat is.

But on the bright side... IT'S ALMOST WEEKEND!
Granted I have approximately a billion years of tech this weekend, BUT I also have some party-time to look forward to, a audition, and I am going to The Civil War tonight.

Joy joy joy!

On Greek Row!

2009-02-25T07:48:00.000-08:00

Final dress rehearsal for Greek Row Tragedy is in T-minus one week. We open a week from THURSDAY!

It is slightly unsettling because for all of the dance that is in this show, we haven't tried dancing any of it in costume. We are going to have vaginas, titties, and muffin tops everywhere. Not to mention we still haven't tried dancing in the shoes.

I guess they haven't come in yet.

Certain members of the cast are frustrating the bejesus out of me. Whiny, complain-y, annoying brats. Suck it up folks. We are all tired, we all don't feel good, we are all hungry and lazy and ready to go home. But we aren't going home.... so shut your pie holes.

I am pretty excited for the rehearsal process to end and the show to begin.

I am also excited about:
1) Job hunting
2) Ditching work for lunch tomorrow
3) 2pm today (Cus then I will be off work!)

Have a sexcellent day!

Not much to say but...

2009-02-18T22:41:00.000-08:00

I just wanted to preach to the choir and show you this great picture I found.

I can't seem to wrap my head around the notion that a child being raised by two women or two men could do more harm then the child being raised in foster care or at an orphanage. This has nothing to do with religion, faith, God or any other unreasonable claim; it is about the child. And as long as the child hasn't been brainwashed like the kids from Jesus camp, I think any kid would prefer to be in a home with two parents that love and care for them, then grow up with 90 other kids or homeless.

I'm just sayin'....

Office Orchestra

2009-02-11T12:44:00.000-08:00

The "music" that ripples through my brain while I sit at my desk could pluck the spines off a porcupine.

The fax machine slowly spits out paper after paper of boring information.
I can faintly hear the back printer printing up a storm, copy after copy of something that will most likely end up in recycling. That thing tears through reams of paper like it will get a prize for all its hard work.
The front printer beside me just wound itself up but didn't print anything. I wonder if that thing does it only for the attention.

I hear David talking in the distance about some useless sports team and the achievements over the past three years. The attorney he is talking to hasn't said much so I am assuming David is bothering the living shit out of him.

Steve likes to squeak his his chair slowly when he is reading. It reassembles nails on a chalk board .
It's almost as annoying as the sound of Nate's shoes.

Every 5-10 seconds I hear the annoying "ding" that signifies a new email has plopped into my inbox. Something that isn't for me to read, but for me to copy and distribute usually.

In other news, I just ate the best microwavable meal ever.

Bad Week to Exciting Weekend!

2009-02-06T19:16:00.000-08:00

Wow,

What a craptastic week. I will give myself a paragraph to complain and then no mas.
Work sucked dick. The office manager continues to be frustrated with me and the legal assistants, expecting a miracle to happen and for us to be able to do 6 peoples work in the same amount of time when there is only 3. Also rehearsal is quite draining and I am completely exhausted this week. In order to make it though all this busy month ahead I need to remember to relax, get sleep, eat healthy and exercise. :)

Brightside of life, I have lost 3 lbs, not that much, but it is something. My lovely boyfriend is quite supportive. He is making me lots of healthy meals even though I would rather eat fatty fat stuff. And props to Leo for dragging my ass to the gym. I need to go in the morning more often because then I can't avoid it and I am not completely out of energy.

I am looking for a super-part time weekend job. Like lunches on Saturday and Sunday at some brunch spot. I am not having much luck because most places want you to be available during the week too.

YAY for weekend! I want to go on a bike ride this weekend, hopefully it will be warm-ish.

Cus Jess said so.

2009-02-02T14:19:00.000-08:00

Therefore I update. Jess decided it was time :)

For this update I think its important to do the 10 for 10. Cus that what I feel like.

10 Yeas:
1) Going to the gym after work. YAY. I have new music on my iPod and I am ready to run
2) Ain't Misbehavin' at Popejoy. I am really excited to see that show.
3) T-minus 1 hour and30 minutes until I am off work, and one day closer to weekend
4) I went to sushi for lunch by myself and really enjoyed it. The nice sushi dude even hooked it up with a lobster scallops roll, a bowl of miso soup and some oranges for dessert.
5) Tomorrow is Musical Theater!! And I will fix the catastrophe that I created for Broadway Rhythm
6) I have almost been 100% productive at work today. Very little messing around on the internet. Just a couple facebook posts and this here blog.
7) Ryan was so freaking cute this morning. It made me happy.
8) Foot feels slightly better. Which means maybe it will heal all by itself! YES
9) I decided Leo was going to teach me how to make my blog prettier - and that is quite a Yea
10) I watched the whole Superbowl (practically) yesterday. This is an amazing feat. I am proud of myself.
**Bonus Yea** I learned a new word thanks to my Urban Dictonary Day-by-Day Calendar.
Fire Hazard - A mand who is utterly in denial of his homosecuality (in the closet) despite the fact that he is clearly gay to the objective observer (flaming).
example: Hey, Mike, Jessica's fire hazard of a husband was checking out your ass again.

10 Boos:
1) Boo to Christina the office manager. She is giving me IMPOSSIBLE tasks and expecting them done by the end of the day. Has she lost it completely?
2) Boo to the cheating douche Stealers. I don't even care about football and I could tell they were tools.
3) Stupid Wednesday is the day I have to get my picture taken in a flipping swimsuit/lingerie combo for Greek Row. I am overjoyed.
4) Super Boo to friends that fail at being friends.
5) Now I am really full and would like to take a nap.
6) I am 99% sure that I will be getting minimal sleep tonight, which might make me a ragin biotch tomorrow.
7) Evil Boss hasn't left yet so I can't jam out to Pandora. Obvious Boo.
8) Boo to not being able to loose weight hella fast. I think I am going to get that Alli bullshit that makes you crap red oil or something weird like that.
9) I love cats, I really do. BUT we are babysitting Ryan's Dad's cat while he is in Mexico and that cat will not shut up. Then tries to play with your face all night. Ugh.
10) I need money... bad bad bad bad bad. I am tempted to take the insurence money I got for the douche hitting my car and use it for other crap.

There she blows. Yeas and Boos!

Now back to slavey labor.

Today

2009-01-30T08:43:00.000-08:00

I am in a horrible mood.

Today sucks.

I could explain in a long-winded run on sentence of a post.

But instead, I am choosing to let it annoy me all day long.

Amused

2009-01-28T11:39:00.000-08:00

USE THE 1ST LETTER OF YOUR NAME TO ANSWER EACH OF THE FOLLOWING QUESTIONS. THEY HAVE TO BE REAL PLACES, NAMES,THINGS.NOTHING MADE UP!

1. What is your name: Shandea/ Dea

2. A 4 Letter Word: Shoe / Dong

3. A Boys Name: Sean / Dennis

4. A Girls Name: Skank / Debra

5. An Occupation: Sex Therapist / Door Man

6. A Color: Salmon / Drab

7. Something you wear: Slip / Derby Hat

8. A Beverage: Slippery Nipple/ Diet Coke

9. A Food: Splenda (sorta) / Daikon

10. Something found in the bathroom: Shampoo / Drain

11. A place: Seoul / Dakar

12. A Reason for being late: Sucking Dick (Wooo hoo the "S" and the "D")

13. Something you shout: Sweet! / Douche!

I decided that during my lunch pause (hardly a break) I would screw around on the internet. The Queen Bitch left already so whats the point of trying to accomplish the list of death I was given. I will start hacking away at it after lunch. Joy.

I am currently addicted to Mika. "Sucking to hard on your lollipop ah love's gonna get you down"
He is great. I am hoping that they have him for karaoke.

I just realized how boring I am in blogs. If anyone read this that didn't know me, they would think that I am a boring 17 year old wacko that talks about dicks and dongs a lot.

I want shrimp... shrimp scampi sounds REALLY good.... oooooh LeeeeeeEEEOooooo. Get cookin boy!
I ate a whole bag of veggies and I think I might be more hungry than before I ate them. BUT I must loose wait for the tiny outfits we are expected to wear for Greek row.

I think i found pictures of something similar. Except imagine then in either bright green, pink or blue.

TOP: http://www.discountdance.com/dancewear/style_3719.html?pid=4082&Shop=Style&TopCat=TB&cat=HALTERTOP&SID=81391983

BOTTOMS:http://www.discountdance.com/dancewear/style_D1051C.html?pid=4922&Shop=Style&TopCat=TB&cat=SHORTSKORT&SID=81392103

End. Thats it... thats all the clothing.

Naked naked naked nuddy porno porn

En Francais

2009-01-26T08:02:00.000-08:00

I changed my blog to French. I don't know if it is going to change everything to french though.

Ok I want to tell you about the crazy ass dream I had:

Me, Leonard and Ryan were in a three way relationship (random, I know) and we were in Musical Theater class when Nate started talking shit about our relationship. He said that "Leonard should know better" and that "the whole thing was disgusting" and Leonard got pissed off, started screaming at Nate and then punched him in the stomach.

Nate then started crying and asking "What happened to our friendship?" and saying "You ruined everything" and then began barfing all over the floor. I took Nate to the bathroom but he was mad at me too and wanted to barf by himself. Nate had a Puerto Rican gang member boyfriend that was there and he was speaking in Spanish, then punched a wall, then stormed out.

Then the day fast forwarded to us three at our house. We had just finished dinner (hummus and some other weird shit) and gotten in bed for a group cuddle. Then Nate's boyfriend comes storming in, screaming at us to get up in Spanish, then he drags Leonard outside. There were a bunch of gang members who wouldn't let me or Ryan outside. The windows and doors were barred up and they were standing out side with Uzis.

Then Nate's gang, balla, boyfriend raped Leo on the sidewalk in front of our house. We couldn't get out side to save him. Then the house decided it had a jet pack and flew away with Ryan and I locked in. Then we were just floating in space and then I woke up.

All in all.... it was really fucking weird.

Gym Me

2009-01-21T11:19:00.000-08:00

So Leonard has used his persuasive talents to drag my lazy ass to the gym every morning between 6:30 and 7:00 am.

Granted dragging my carcass from the warm sheets isn't the most pleasant thing to do at 5:00 in the morning but the effects are quite worth it. I am sure it will be even more beneficial if I can find a way to get myself to bed before midnight.

I am hoping that I can stick to this routine through out the semester and hopefully achieve some of my physical and mental goals. I know that when rehearsals get in to full swing for Greek Row it will prove to be very difficult.

For instance my Wednesday schedule:

6:15-7:30 Gym
8:00-5:00 Work
7:00-10:00ish Rehearsal
10:30ish Home, Hungry, Heedful

Rinse... and repeat.

Immediate Goals of the Week : Get Leonard hired, Stay under 1700 calories per day, listen to a new musical, host a (long overdue) Team Awesome night, Get the job teaching dance, finish personal statement TONIGHT.

FRIDAY!

2009-01-16T08:56:00.000-08:00

On a scale of 1 to 10 gauging my excitement that it is Friday, I think I am sitting at a 23.

YES YES YES YES YES

It is finally Friday. This was the longest week in history. I actually think there were some bonus hours thrown in just to ensure that this week dragged on.

Also - I am in a great mood because I think I made some decisions.

If I can make my personal statement pretty enough to send it, I think I am going to apply to law school this year. SO now I need to focus on that nonsense and scraping up application money.

I am also excited about Leo and I being gym buddies. Unfortunately he decided on the ass crack of dawn for work out time, but hopefully that will make me actually GO and not procrastinate about it all day. He seems to really like this gym called The Sports Club so I am going to give it a try.

Karaoke last night - I learned that Chris and Celina officially make me nervous as hell. Leo and I sang "Suddenly Seymour", (really smart plan since we both didn't know the song) and Celina had to help me throughout most of the song. They are both just too damn good. If they sucked at something maybe I wouldn't be so nervous.

I am stoked beyond stoked about Saturday night too. I feel like I am turning 21 all over again. We are going downtown! YAY! I haven't been there since my birthday in June and I think I am due for some Anodyne drinks and a bit of booty shaking.

I have optimistic pants on. And they feel nice. I need to remember how comfy they are when I start complaining and whining.

So I am off to do some real work, Giving blood at 3 ish and dinner with Lauren at 5:45.

Yay for Friday!

To make this blog official...

2009-01-15T07:56:00.000-08:00

In order to make this blog official, it requires a complain-y, whiny, bitch-fest.

Today already sucks.

I don't know if it is because I popped up on the wrong side of the bed or I just unconsciously decided to have a bad day. First and foremost, I absolutely don't feel like being at work. This job is inconceivably boring and all though I have a huge office all to my self it is lonely back here. I miss being closer to all the legal assistants and talking shit while working. It's like every hour of the day drags on and I find my self staring at the clock waiting for another minute to pass.
It might be better if the "Queen B" jumped off the side of the building and I didn't have to deal with her passive, evil intentions all the time.

Also I haven't had the whole TeamAwesome group together since gift exchange... which is practically a lifetime in Dea world. Maybe that's contributing to my shart-tastic mood.

Another thing - I can't seem to get over not being in the musical. Every time the crew goes off to rehearsal I spend 80% of that time wishing I was there and trying to figure out what I did that prevented me from making the cast. Is it because at the last possible second of the audition I responded "Sure" when asked if I was auditioning for Greek Row? Is it because my voice sucks ass? Is it because it takes me a extra week longer than most people to get my harmony part down? Maybe if I knew I could stop complaining about it.

I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING ABOUT LAW SCHOOL. I have turned in to an indecisive, bitchtastic wench with no opinion.

Things that I know:
1) I want to go to law school

Things I don't know:
1) Where to go to law school
2) Where to APPLY for law school
3) If I want to start next fall or wait a year
4) If I want to move out of state
5) When I will finish my Personal Statement

Kind of imbalanced there on the things I know compared to the things I don't know.

I really want to fast foreward to next year... then all this shit will be decided and I wont have to conciously think about it.

Anyone know if this is possible?

So it begins...

2009-01-14T15:08:00.000-08:00

Look what I have!

I have a big kid blog. I was going to go back to the livejournal/deadjournal type things but then Elyse showed me this fancy thing called blogger. I guess its what grown-ups use to complain about their daily life.

So welcome to my life.

I am unfortunately at evil work land of Satan right now so I can't be productive in posting. BUT I plan on doing this more often.