(At least for the night).
Readers Beware: Pictures of my study surfaces have commenced.
And before you say it...Yes, I am anal retentive about my tabbing, I can't help it. And, no none of my "real" books are pictured, they are in the trunk of my car, as they have been all term.
I haven't been to Crim Pro II since Mid-January. I have an outline that was given to me by someone else. While I have tabbed said outline, I have yet to actually read it. I just told all this to the kid who gave me the outline yet he still wants to study with me for some reason at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow. Either he likes me or he's one of those people who LOVES to have a study group, because let's face it, unless he's really into teaching the material, I'm an awful study partner.
Since I'm so devoted I'm going to read through this beautifully tabbed outline during the commercials of The Desperate House-Whores and Grey's Med Students Have Hotter Anatomy Than Law Students.
Wow, 5th post of the day. Don't act like you're not impressed.
UPDATE: Chris O'Donnell was looking fine on Grey's, he has the same birthday as me. That is all.
We already know what I think Scalia would encode in an opinion, and being that distracting myself wasn't enough I convinced thenambypamby to help me with the complete list.
Roberts: Maybe I should have kept the stripes so these bitches would know they need to respect my authority!
Stevens: I'm old.
Kennedy: I miss O'Connor and her cute little ruffle.
Ginsburg: Do you think that picture of Scalia in The Daily Show book was accurate? He was slanging some pipe.
Alito: Stop calling me Scalito, I'm my own person damn it.
Breyer: Just hang in there Stevens, 2 1/2 more years, you can do it. It's not like you're 90 yet.
Souter: Look at the ass on Roberts, amazing.
Thomas: Everything was perfect before that damn Alito was confirmed and the press gave him that sweet nickname. I wish I was Mini-Scalia.
During the dreaded Conflicts Review Session I was pleased to know there was someone less prepared then I was. She was also on call, and her lack of knowledge aided me greatly. When she couldn't answer such difficult questions as "What is General Jurisdiction? What is Specific Jurisdiction? What is In Rem Jurisdiction?" I was able to hop in and avoid being called on for the more difficult questions, or what I like to call "Defensive Gunnering."
How can you take a year of civil procedure and a semester of conflicts and not know the answer to those questions? I refuse to believe it's that I'm a civ pro nerd. I feel kinda bad for her and then I remember the professor is a notoriously hard grader, known for giving lots of C-'s even though only 4 people in the class (myself included) are not pass/failing it, and hey, if someone has to fill out the bottom of the curve I'd rather it's her then me. Anyway, I think we solved the mystery of who got a 9 out of 25 on the midterm.
Apparently the "Smithy Code" which was embedded by Judge Smith in The Da Vinci Code ruling has been cracked, by a lawyer, not a cryptographer.
Practicing law in England seems like so much more fun, what with the wigs and weird messages about obscure military figures encoded in rulings. Not to mention the lawyers ability to disregard billable requirements (at the end of a month no less) in order to crack the Smithy Code.
Now instead of studying I can sit around all day and ponder what U.S. Supreme Court Justices would encode in a ruling. I think we can all agree Scalia would go with a dead baby joke, a la-
What's the difference between a pile of bowling balls and a pile of dead babies?I'm going to hell.
You can't move a pile of bowling balls with a pitchfork.
A reader bought a cap gun at 7/11 during a slurpee break, took it back into the library and went on a "shooting spree" Saturday afternoon while studying.
I would have loved to see the reactions of his fellow 1L's.
Because sometimes you want to pretend you work for a white shoe firm...
My Conflicts Professor just took a phone call from IBM during the review session, what a boner. I have yet to answer "I don't know" and there are 28 minutes and 2 questions left. That is all.
Update 11:38 a.m.: He just took another call. I just decided if I don't know an answer I'm going to fake a phone call.
Update 11:50 a.m.: I just used the phrase "Sorry, I don't have the 2nd Restatement in my Outline yet." Looks like I was way over prepared or extremely lucky, staying that far under the Over/Under.
T-Minus 1 hour until the dreaded Conflict review session I'm on call for. I did create an outline, however, I've yet to read it all. After I made the skeletal outline I added in all the cases I had in my notes. According to my count, there were 42 cases not included in my notes at all. The rest I copied and pasted the holdings from good ol' Westlaw. In case you were wondering. My outline is 16 pages, this should be good.
Over/Under on how many times I'll say "I don't know" or some variation therein before the professor gives up on me:3.
Update: Apparently the review session is in one of the rooms upstairs which has wireless. This puts the Over/Under to 5.
Ex-Boyfriend: Can I come over tonight? We can watch a movie.
Me: I'm in my J-Lo sweats, my hair is pulled back in a messy bun, I have no make up on, I'm wearing my glasses and I'm studying.
Ex-Boyfriend: So? I've seen you like that before.
Me: That was my polite way of saying no.
Ex-Boyfriend: Ohh.
As I've noted, today was my first day off work. So far I have received:
Today was the first day of the "reading period" for me. Roughly, this is how my day went:
8:35 a.m: Get Up, proceed to eat a piece of toast and then get back to doing nothing. Write a blog post. Back to doing nothing.
11:45 a.m.: Realize it's your mom's day off, call her and see what she's up to.
12:00 p.m.: Straighten Hair.
12:20 p.m.: Make-up.
12:30 p.m.: Go get eyebrows waxed on mom's dime. Take her up on her invite to buy you work clothes.
1:10 p.m.: Marshall Field's. Pick out a bunch of clothes that are inappropriate for work, but are much more fun to buy.
2:35 p.m.: Complain of hunger, convince mom to take you to lunch.
2:50 p.m.: Lunch at local watering hole.
3:45 p.m.: Home.
4:15 p.m.: Write another blog post about the one you wrote earlier in the day.
4:25 p.m.: Nap time.
5:10 p.m.: Woken up by Friend #1 phone call about plans for tonight. Call waiting beeps with call from Friend #3.
5:13 p.m.: Back to doing nothing
5:15 p.m.: More napping.
6:15 p.m.: Write a boring blog post about how you did nothing all day.
6:30 p.m.: Friend #1 should arrive to go to Friend #2's new apartment where we'll get to see Friend #3 who has been in California since January.
7:30 p.m.: 'Stones game.
People are all up in arms about my smoking post...I kinda figured it would happen. I wasn't trying to be insensitive about people who die from smoking, I think it sucks. I do, however, view smoking as a choice which is made knowing it's bad for you, which nowadays is a fully informed decision-50 years ago I will admit it was not. I do understand that 2nd had smoke is bad, but the situation that I'm really complaining about doesn't even have second hand smoke involved, it's just people picking on smokers since it's the popular thing to do. The covered walkway is 2o feet wide and has 4 doors which you can enter the building from on each side. Even if a smoker is standing under it in NO way is someone forced to breathe 2nd hand smoke. FURTHER, if you look at the drawing, there is a completely enclosed walkway, which from the library is about 25 steps further to take, if you don't want to deal with looking at me smoke, go that way.
Here is a comment I left on a post dedicated to telling me I'm wrong, which I might be, but I just wanted to clarify somethings.
I only used to bar example since I think it's kinda lame, but I can understand it. Especially given that banning smoking in bars if more for the workers. Lucky for me I don't live in state that has banned smoking in bars-yet.The bottom line is that since we're so PC now we don't pick on people for the race, gender, religion, nationality or weight to their face; yet everyone seems to think it's ok to single smokers out. People are less judgmental of people who are addicted to drugs and alcohol, when really, addiction is addiction.
When I was a non-smoker I didn't like it either, I still sit in non-smoking in restaurants-mainly out of respect for my non-smoking friends. What I can't understand is being told where I can and can't smoke outside when where I stand is not even in anyone's way to get to the building. The whole post was directed at pointing out how ridiculous law students are, to go posting signs and drawing chalk lines, when they're not even in the right place.
I refer to smokers as an underclass because it's very popular to pick on smokers in so many ways it's unbelieveable. Strangers have no problem stopping and telling me smoking is going to kill me-thanks, I know. Yet people can sit and eat a triple whopper with extra mayo and a biggie fry and nobody says anything to them. It's a double standard constantly imposed on smokers.
By the way, I'd love to see a state ban tobacco sales and make up the tax base somewhere else. Everyone would have a fit when the taxes on everything else went up to fund schools (I believe in my state cigarettes taxes go to schools). Not to mention all the politicians dirty campaign money.
Ok, so here's the deal. I'm a smoker. Sorta. I smoke about 3 cigarettes a day when I'm at school or work and that's about it. While I'm not a heavy smoker by any stretch of the imagination I get really sick of how smokers are being forced out of bars.
My Internal Monologue: Sorry, I didn't realize that beer you were imbibing to wash down that shot of whiskey was SOOO healthy for you. Ohh, what's that you're drunk and you want one of my cigarettes? Well you can't have one, because I'm not allowed to have them in bars anymore.However, for all the complaining I do about states that have banned smoking in bars I at least understand it, it's indoors, and if I wasn't a smoker I might find it offensive. Then again, I might be a realist about it and realize I'm in a fucking bar. People smoke there.
Here's the problem, assclowns. Your lines do not represent the area within 25' of the building. Your lines represent where you want us not to smoke, which for the most part people go along with anyway and go smoke by the garden, unless it's raining out and then for obvious reasons we stand under the covered walkway with our laptops, book bags and ignited tobacco. Hmm, why would being dry be helpful? I just can't figure it out.
We get it, you don't want to walk through smokers on the way to class. Fine. We're used to being picked on as societies underclass. However, when you post the signs saying we can't smoke within 25' of the doors and then leave us guidelines you should at least me accurate with them. The blue lines on my diagram represent roughly 25' from the entrances to the building. See, the problem? The smokers can stand right in the middle of the covered walkway, as opposed to off to the side as we do now. You can have your 25', but I'm going to take my area right out of the middle if you keep acting like an assclowns.
So, before I saw this post I had a whole post in the works (in my mind) about finals distractions, which I'd been postponing actually writting until tomorrow (my first "study" day) but I decided to be ambitious and take it on tonight. You're welcome for getting it to you sooner.
During finals everyone claims to be doing so much work, but if you're at all like me, you do very little outside of lounge around and catch up on stuff you've missed out on, google stupid stuff on the internet, and maybe throw in a little gilbert's reading for good merit. I know I'm not alone in this people, I see my hits during finals, so nobody is doing that much work, well, besides 1L's...Those poor fools.
So what has been my focus so far this year? Two Words: Kevin Federline.
Here is a compilation of my person favorites. (I'm sure everyone has seen them, but really, does K-Fed being an assclown ever get old?)
1) "Resist his skanky powers!"
2) Then this weekend I discovered his MySpace page. (Yeah, apparently I live in a box since I had no idea). One more reason to not join MySpace. The sick part, in my finals induced dilusional state the song on the site America's Most Hated doesn't seem that bad, I will even stipulated to the fact that I downloaded it to my iPod. I know. I know. Direct your intervention e-mails to legallyblondeblog at gmail dot com.
3) "I look like I might stink, yo...but I don't."
4) "And he's got 2 kids with Moesha's friend."
5) "I wanna see your kitty and little bit of titty."
6) And of course, what K-Fed Compilation would be complete without James Lipton on Conan reciting Popozao?
What can I say? In the words of Mr. Britney...
"K-Federline, I hit like tsunami's."
Remember in Undergrad when you had a really "busy" day you'd detail it on your away message (since you were cool like me) and it'd be all:
Looooooong Day...And you thought you had a really stressful day since you had to be gone for 11 hours, but really you only had 5 1/2 hours of obligations, and almost anything could be cancelled or skipped with little to no notice based on whatever whim comes along.
Class 10:00-12:00
Lunch with Geeberino 12:00-12:45
More Class 1:00-3:30
Studying 3:45-5:45
Work 6:00-9:00
After that drinking somewhere, hit the celly if you want to join...
to all the law school overachievers who create flawless outlines. I'd almost forgotten how much work goes into even creating a 1/2 assed outline, then I had the pleasure of creating such a piece of art of garbage.
I do have to say, I am rather confused about what has gotten into me. The mandatory (for me- since I'm on call) review session for this course is not until next Friday and the exam isn't until the 3rd of May. However, I knew I had to work all week and wanted to be able to prepare for the review session at the end of the week, soI outlined today. Could it really be possible that I've set aside my slacker ways? Am I "growing up"? Or is it that I find [Hours] last minute nature so annoying I'm shying away from it?
Here's the thing. I'm always poor at the end of the term. That being said, I like having french manicures. Usually I pay for them (I know, $15 a week on manicures is why I'm poor), however as I'm low on cash I have to do them myself. The problem being I have essential tremors and my hands shake. So I need guides. Which are sold in packs of 96. Nevermind that I'd say 99.9% of women have 10 fingers-these are made for women with 8 fingers to get 12 uses out of. It'll take me 5 packs before I end up with an even number, 480, or 48 french manicures. Thanks so much Sally Hansen, I know you'd try to agrue the odd number is for user error, but come on, they're stickers, you can restick them.
