1. I'm in my final days of being a summer associate. I am extremely tired. I'm not complaining because it's pretty much the sweetest gig on the whole planet, but I am tired. I think this has a lot to do with the research I agreed to do for a professor. Remember how I agreed to do it for the month of July? Guess who spent all last night sourcing. Sourcing cites like "The Texas Case" and "Letter Dated 7/5/02."
W.
T.
F.
To my minor astonishment, I actually found all those sources, even the cite that said, literally, "House Bill #?- don't know year." So to all the haterz that think law journals are a waste of time, I say look who's laughing now. (Well, it's still you, but I probably saved myself 2-3 hours of sitting on my bed, cursing under my breath and searching Lexis because I had done it a bajillion times before last year. So maybe it's "look who's crying a little less than she might otherwise be." BOO YEAH!)
2. I'm off to Ireland next week. In 5 weeks, I'm going to Puerto Vallarta (fors my birfday!). Then two weeks after that it's San Fransciso. We're still working on the Australia trip, but it's totes happening. I really, really love being a 3L.
3. I saw probably the most amazing clothes at the gym the other week. I have to draw them for you, but I'm gonna needs like, two hours just to get the hair right. But here's the recipe for this particular shade of AWESOME: backless, shiny top from 1994 + pink crocs + raver boots + American flag stretch pants + poncho + Michael Bolton's old hair + YOU'RE AT THE FUCKING GYM ON A SATURDAY MORNING, ASSHOLES.
4. What's going on with The Teeth Saga? Well, of the six cavities and 1 root canal I need, I had two cavities filled. I chose them because of the extreme pain I had on that side. Turns out it wasn't the cavaties, it was the wisdom teeth that were hurting like holy hell. So all 4 are coming out in two weeks. This is perfect timing because what else do I have to do right now? Oh wait- a whole fucking lot. Like, get back to America, get back home for school, get my clerkship crap together, get all the little kiddies ready for Orientation, and get something planned for Orientation so I have to talk as little as possible because I will look and sounds like crap.
...Actually the more I think about it, the more I realize this is the PERFECT time to be stoned out of my mind on prescription pain killers. Good thinking, me!
1 comments:
you are going to puerto vallarta and san fran? did you see the south park of san fran? with everyone smelling their own farts? i hope they do that.
AND.....
'i had an emergency woot canawl"
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