Wednesday, August 26, 2009

happy house-closing day to meeeee

Do you ever just get overwhelmingly curious (okay, maybe just nosy) about something that really doesn’t matter? And I don’t mean just something that isn’t any of your business, I mean something that really really doesn’t matter. Example: this morning, I’m sitting in class, and there is a guy two rows down from me wearing one of those free t-shirts the Red Cross gives out when you donate blood and it says, “Who says you can’t get blood from a…” but I can’t see the last word, no matter how much I crane my neck and look like an awkward noseface. WHAT THE HECK DOES IT SAY? I have to know. I have never heard such an expression, I can’t fill in the blank myself, I have to see it. I’ve never heard anybody say you can’t get blood from a…whatever. A rock? A sock? A leaf? WHAT?

Perhaps this has something to do with the fact that the law school’s internet clearly is broken this morning, which means I have no little background tasks to keep me occupied because I really do not like solitaire. And there is only so much babbling about the Fourth amendment that I can listen to. I do not care what your opinion is. Is your opinion the one in the casebook? No, it is not. Therefore, it does not matter because it shall not be on the test. Could you shut it please? Kthxbye.

In other news, today is the day I close on my new house‼ Am so excited. Am posting the pictures, am trusting you not to judge me because they still contain pink and green paint, shiny wallpaper in the bathrooms, and lots of little old lady-esque furniture. I am going to be a painting fiend for the next week or so at least, it would seem, because all that stuff has to go.

screen porchoutside 2outsidemaster bedroomliving room 3living roomkitchen 2kitchenhallwayguest bed

PS – Kid finally moved. Question is – “Who says you can’t get blood from a lawyer?” After all that. LAME.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Well, Hi.

This is me. The big guy is PB. You'll hear about him a lot.
me and pb

This is Tallulah. You'll hear about her too.
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Things I like to do:
1. Start blogs and not keep up with them
2. Complain about law school
3. Make lists of things to do and then not do them
4. Start making lists of things I won't do later and then not even finish the actual list
5. Daydream at inopportune moments
6. Take 20 minute, super un-green showers
7. Feel guilty about all the ways in which I'm not green
8. Think about what stickers I'd like to put on my car and then realize stickers on cars often piss me off and put no stickers on my car
9. Run, not because I'm particularly good at it (I sure ain't winning no races), but because it feels like a get out of jail free card to eat/drink whatever I want afterward (even though I know it's not)
10. Watch trashy TV shows of the Bravo variety, not to mention egregious reality crap, and Rescue Me (only because I love Franco)
11. Curl up with my Kindle and wonder how we ever lived without each other
12. Plot ways to kill people who crunch ice
13. Drive fast when the occasion presents itself
14. Be a moral snob for never having gotten a speeding ticket or smoked pot (that's right bitches, just step off my higher ground right now)
15. Be a nutritional snob because I only ever eat salads with spinach, not iceberg
16. Sleep in my contacts because I like to live DANGEROUSLY, since according my eye doctor it is DANGEROUS, like driving a racecar without a seatbelt
17. Wear pink and blue - seems like my whole wardrobe involves nothing but those 2 colors, though I don't mean for that to happen
18. Eat popcorn, ice cream, pizza, and peanut butter like a 4 year old who has no parents
19. Swim, because I have always believed I was the little mermaid
20. Not answer the phone, ever, either because I am oblivious to its ringing or because I don't know who it is and I get all STRANGER DANGER and awkward on the phone