how much weight is currently in my backpack: 30 pounds
how much i wish i bought a smaller laptop: a LOT
my current favorite professor: Professor Torts, who talks like Count Dracula (and got very excited about my comment in class today, therefore making me feel nice)
number of days of class i have had: 2
number of pages of cases that i have read: 80
number of hours i have studied in the library: 6.5 (which, should be noted, might be the most time i have ever spent in any library in my entire life)
number of days until my first exam: 48
number of days until my vegas trip: 38
how happy my dog was to see me come home today (measured in speed of tail wagging): 60 wags per minute
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
no! not the rolly duffel!
since i'm going to be carrying a 7-pound notebook computer plus 30 pounds of case books to school everyday, i'm starting to accept the fact that i may need to get one of those really dorky rolly duffels. i guess preventing a visit to the emergency room for a slipped disc is more important than being in with the popular kids.
like my parents always told me, "school is not a fashion show."
sigh.
luckily one of my friends clued me in on a rolly backpack that is both cool and affordable:
like my parents always told me, "school is not a fashion show."
sigh.
luckily one of my friends clued me in on a rolly backpack that is both cool and affordable:
Monday, August 22, 2005
a california dog is a happy dog
and apparently, a dog who comes back to new york from california is a dog who needs to express their discontent in a variety of ways, such as:
1. by ripping up her owner's favorite plush piggy slippers into shreds of foam
2. by chewing up the corners of her carrier and leaving pieces of material all over the floor (maybe this was to protest the 7 hours spent on the plane)
3. by eating 12 chinese rice crackers (about 6 human servings) and one large bag of spicy japanese rice crackers (about 3 human servings), and leaving a mess all over the living room rug, furniture and the like
4. by then puking up the above-mentioned crackers 4 hours later in three spots on the above-mentioned rug
5. by shedding about a pound of fur (keep in mind that the dog is only 15 pounds) each day
6. by licking her owner's feet and then immediately thereafter trying to lick her owner's mouth (ok, so she did this way before she ever went to california)
maybe it's not such a good idea to take a new york city dog to california 4 times before she turns 10 months old. i think the ridiculous amount of grass there spoils them.
but, then again, how can you not, when your dog looks at you like this:
1. by ripping up her owner's favorite plush piggy slippers into shreds of foam
2. by chewing up the corners of her carrier and leaving pieces of material all over the floor (maybe this was to protest the 7 hours spent on the plane)
3. by eating 12 chinese rice crackers (about 6 human servings) and one large bag of spicy japanese rice crackers (about 3 human servings), and leaving a mess all over the living room rug, furniture and the like
4. by then puking up the above-mentioned crackers 4 hours later in three spots on the above-mentioned rug
5. by shedding about a pound of fur (keep in mind that the dog is only 15 pounds) each day
6. by licking her owner's feet and then immediately thereafter trying to lick her owner's mouth (ok, so she did this way before she ever went to california)
maybe it's not such a good idea to take a new york city dog to california 4 times before she turns 10 months old. i think the ridiculous amount of grass there spoils them.
but, then again, how can you not, when your dog looks at you like this:
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
my dog does not need ambien
this is how she's been sleeping for the last hour. i wish i had her skills.
march of the one-Ls
just watched March of the Penguins, which if you haven't heard, is this documentary about penguins in the South Pole who walk 70 miles each year to find a mate and have babies in the midst of an arctic winter, when the weather is something like 60-below-zero with 100 mph of wind.
it made me think of all the soon-to-be one-Ls, including yours truly, who will be making the journey to law school in an attempt to find a job (and in some cases - but not mine - a mate who might obliterate the need for them to find a job).
that sad but true thing about the film is that the 70-mile walk (herein referred to as "LSATs and applications") to the breeding grounds (i.e. "law school") is just the beginning of the weighty process (i.e. "briefing cases, making outlines and taking 8-hour exams for 3 years") that leads up to a healthy baby penguin (i.e. "biglaw job") being born (i.e. "getting an offer") and raised to a suitable age where it can sustain its own life (i.e. "finally making enough money as a law firm partner to be able to retire").
ok, i've also just realized the scary fact that, even before becoming a law student, i've managed to watch movie about penguins in Antarctica and relate that to law school. wow, that is so ego-centric. i can see why a lot of lawyers lose their non-lawyer friends after law school.
i'm about one mile (i.e "2 weeks") away from the breeding grounds. should i turn back now?
it made me think of all the soon-to-be one-Ls, including yours truly, who will be making the journey to law school in an attempt to find a job (and in some cases - but not mine - a mate who might obliterate the need for them to find a job).
that sad but true thing about the film is that the 70-mile walk (herein referred to as "LSATs and applications") to the breeding grounds (i.e. "law school") is just the beginning of the weighty process (i.e. "briefing cases, making outlines and taking 8-hour exams for 3 years") that leads up to a healthy baby penguin (i.e. "biglaw job") being born (i.e. "getting an offer") and raised to a suitable age where it can sustain its own life (i.e. "finally making enough money as a law firm partner to be able to retire").
ok, i've also just realized the scary fact that, even before becoming a law student, i've managed to watch movie about penguins in Antarctica and relate that to law school. wow, that is so ego-centric. i can see why a lot of lawyers lose their non-lawyer friends after law school.
i'm about one mile (i.e "2 weeks") away from the breeding grounds. should i turn back now?
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
doing yoga at my house (i.e. with a pug)
it's always great to have that free morning when you can do yoga in the peace and privacy of your living room. you clear out the coffee table, pop the DVD in the player and turn on your 39-inch TV (way too big for your new-york-size apartment, but that's a different story).
then you remember that you have a pug. a playful, 10-month old, attention-grubbing female puppy who can't stand it when your activites, including yoga, don't include her.
as the relaxing yoga music starts, you notice that there is also another sound: the sound of your pug chewing on her nylabone. it's strangely soothing.
and as you move into downward dog position, there is, quite applicably, a dog who is licking your feet and hands and running underneath you.
the cobra pose, one of your favorite positions because it stretches your tired back so nicely, is also fun for the pug, who takes this opportunity to climb on your back. unexpectedly, it almost feels like a nice massage.
moving into triangle pose is a bit confusing for the puppy, because she can't quite grasp why you have your head in the position it is in. but, nonetheless, she will happily come over and lick your face (getting licked in the face while you are trying to balance is challenging!)
before you lie down to prepare for boat pose, you realize that you need to first clear out all the rubber balls, stuffed pigs and rope toys from the carpet. your pug has been dragging them out of her crate one-by-one while your yoga session has been going on, to show you that she, too, has an agenda.
finally, you are ready to move into your relaxation mode. as you close your eyes and let your arms and legs fall to the side, you feel sniffling all over your body as your pug checks to make sure you are still alive. can't get more relaxed than that!
then you remember that you have a pug. a playful, 10-month old, attention-grubbing female puppy who can't stand it when your activites, including yoga, don't include her.
as the relaxing yoga music starts, you notice that there is also another sound: the sound of your pug chewing on her nylabone. it's strangely soothing.
and as you move into downward dog position, there is, quite applicably, a dog who is licking your feet and hands and running underneath you.
the cobra pose, one of your favorite positions because it stretches your tired back so nicely, is also fun for the pug, who takes this opportunity to climb on your back. unexpectedly, it almost feels like a nice massage.
moving into triangle pose is a bit confusing for the puppy, because she can't quite grasp why you have your head in the position it is in. but, nonetheless, she will happily come over and lick your face (getting licked in the face while you are trying to balance is challenging!)
before you lie down to prepare for boat pose, you realize that you need to first clear out all the rubber balls, stuffed pigs and rope toys from the carpet. your pug has been dragging them out of her crate one-by-one while your yoga session has been going on, to show you that she, too, has an agenda.
finally, you are ready to move into your relaxation mode. as you close your eyes and let your arms and legs fall to the side, you feel sniffling all over your body as your pug checks to make sure you are still alive. can't get more relaxed than that!
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
peach torts and appellate pies
i've been spending the last two days at an intensive law school preview program (and will do so for the next four days), and surprisingly, i've been able to stay awake for the entire 8-hour lecture on both days. not only do i stay awake, i've been really engaged and interested in what these professors have to say about contract and torts law.
this is really good progress for someone who once missed a midterm because she never went to class and didn't realize there was a midterm until a week later when she overheard someone talking about it in the campus grocery store. yes, i plan to work a LOT harder in law school than undergrad.
anyways, the professor who taught torts usually teaches at Yale Law School (a school that i am, unfortunately, not attending) and he was AWESOME. he made a joke out of everything including his childhood, smoking dope, cricket (the "sport"), his marriage, his own name, you-name-it. i literally laughed out loud at least twice an hour. and more importantly, i came out of the class understanding (well, at least at a surface level) strict liability vs. fault liabiity and what proximate cause and cause-in-fact are. and i think my poor memory might actually remember these things because i was entertained while i was learning them.
i also came out of the class with a realization (and what i hope to be a true realization) that law professors are going to be much more interesting than my undergrad engineering professors. i mean, these guys talk and write for a living and they're all eloquent and witty and used to be hippies. how cool is that?
this is really good progress for someone who once missed a midterm because she never went to class and didn't realize there was a midterm until a week later when she overheard someone talking about it in the campus grocery store. yes, i plan to work a LOT harder in law school than undergrad.
anyways, the professor who taught torts usually teaches at Yale Law School (a school that i am, unfortunately, not attending) and he was AWESOME. he made a joke out of everything including his childhood, smoking dope, cricket (the "sport"), his marriage, his own name, you-name-it. i literally laughed out loud at least twice an hour. and more importantly, i came out of the class understanding (well, at least at a surface level) strict liability vs. fault liabiity and what proximate cause and cause-in-fact are. and i think my poor memory might actually remember these things because i was entertained while i was learning them.
i also came out of the class with a realization (and what i hope to be a true realization) that law professors are going to be much more interesting than my undergrad engineering professors. i mean, these guys talk and write for a living and they're all eloquent and witty and used to be hippies. how cool is that?
houston, we have progress
not that this is of interest to anyone but me and my hubby-to-be [ok, maybe just me], BUT i had a few pieces of wedding progress/excitement today and i wanted write about them. and, god damn it, this is my self-absorbed blog, so i will write about what i want:
1. my photographer sent us the pictures that she took of us in July at a beach in Malibu, and they are cute! i mean, i don't look that cute, but the pictures are cute. of course, being the narcissist that i am, i immediately scanned my favorite ones into my computer and updated our wedding website with them. so that hubby-to-be (let's call him R. from now so i don't need to keep writing "hubby-to-be") can be even more embarrased when his friends see the website and pictures of us snuggling on the beach and writing our initials in the sand.
2. the bridal boutique called and said that my wedding dress finally arrived!! i won't be sizing it until november, in case i either lose weight [unlikely] or blow up like a balloon [more likely] in the next 3 months, but i can go in and try it on whenever i want. i kind of forgot what it looks like, to be honest, so it might make sense to do that. but in any case, the dress is finally here, after 5 months of waiting.
3. i finally booked the DJ and the harpist for the wedding. only exciting because i don't need to think about it anymore (well, until the wedding).
wedding countdown calendar now reads: 5 months and 26 days.
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