Cali Girl in NYC

Little Dose of Real Life

2009-03-07T16:38:00.003-05:00

Caveat: This morning, I got up at 6:00. However, I did not sleep well. Why? Because I took my attorney Ethics Exam. And then I went out and drank heavily afterwards. Dude! That's what we DO! (anyhoo, I believe the for-going sentence is correct, and now I am going into "drunk-susannah-blog-mode." just bear-bare?-with me!)

so, my fave gay and i went out for brunch after the ethics exam (MPRE, for those of you in-the-know) to this place that does $15 for bottomless brunch drinks (mimosas, bellinis, champagne, BLOODY MARYS--hollaaaarrrr!!!), which we took FULL advantage of. We were there for a few hours and other boys showed up, and eventually, it was time for me to come back to brooklyn and matty to go off with his friends. so, point being, keep this in mind as you read the following...

on my subway ride home, the following things transpired:

the first subway car i got on smelled HEAVILY of vomit. i promptly got off at the next stop.

as i went to get off i dropped my purse, and two people alerted me to that fact.

they called me "miss" and not "ma'am."

it's a good day.

the next car i get on i stand next to a guy in army fatigues. i resist the urge to ask him WHY he is in the army and if he actually thinks he is defending the nation's interests.

i almost pass out resisting that urge.

at the next stop, enough people get off the train that i am able to move away from the army-fatigue-freak and sit down.

drunken-relaxation ensues.

i look to my left and see the cutest little-girl face completely passed out on her fathers' shoulder. i smile at the cuteness of the moment.

....

the father tries to put a jacket on the passed-out girl. although she is like 3 or 4, she is PASSED-THE-EFF-OUT and she is lolling all around as he bends her arms in unnatural positions to get the damn jacket on her. as he's doing this he drops a bright pink bag filled with toddler-girl essentials (snacks, diapers, horrible pink toys) and a man across the way picks it up. that's when i notice "daddy" has a little girl in EACH arm. probably about a year apart. he's still fighting to get the jacket on the littlest girl, when she opens her eyes for a moment, and her eyes meet mine before closing solidly again.

the poor little thing is going to wake up remembering dreams of that crazy drunk white girl who grinned at her. nightmare. swear to god.

true story.

that's when the two women across from me (catty-corner...kitty-corner? katty-corner? uuuhhhh.....to the guy and his two daughters) start putting their two-cents in.

for the record, let me just say that all of them are black and i'm, well....i'm from los gatos, california. i am SURE that i viewed this differently than any of the people involved (this was, in fact, verified by a later conversation....but i'll get to that).

the two women across from me--one probs in her 60s and one probs in her 40s start telling the guy what he "needs" to do with these two little girls to ensure that he gets them both off the train. he's talking back with them about how hard it is, and he is desperately trying to wake the little girls up to make his life easier. the older woman looks at him and goes, "boy, now you know what their mother deals with every single day. you have it easy." (or something like that)

and then he goes in to this long thing about how he desperately has been fighting for his girls and how he is only allowed one day with them a week and how he wants more but he's not allowed and on and on.

my heart is breaking and i wish i could help. especially because i know that no matter how hard he tries, and no matter what "statistics" may say, the mother is still favored in child-custody issues. and i felt SO BAD for this father because i know that he cant figure out HOW to BE a father without more time with his daughters but he isn't legally allowed to be with them more than once a week and here are these two women openly calling him on that on a full subway car full of people and everyone is judging him....

at his subway stop, because he wasn't able to wake up either of his girls to have them walk, he hauled up both girls (one in either arm) and carried them off the subway. the younger of the two women across from me (they didn't know one another) looked to the older woman and said, "At least he's trying!" to which the older women responded i a tirade of how young black men today don't know anything about "trying" and she has this good-for-nothing-son that....blah blah blah....

i am not entirely sure why this situation affected me, and why i felt compelled to write about it. but i felt very out of the place there, and at some point, i shared a sympathetic smile with the younger of the two women, and as i shifted my glance to the older woman, she was giving me a very dirty look. it made me feel very outside and very self-aware of being different.

this subway ride was almost 2 hours ago and i am still thinking about it. so weird.

sorry for the drunken rambling. but at least im blogging!!! =D

wait....seriously?

2009-01-29T22:49:00.002-05:00

okay...THIS article is probably THE most ridiculous thing ive read in a while. it says that it will tell you the type of guys to avoid if you want to have a lasting, happy relationship. i saw this heading and though, hmm, i wonder what type of guys theyre going to warn against.

i cant believe that they even had to write this down, because SERIOUSLY, if you aren't smart enough to avoid these types of guys....well, you deserve them.

let's run down the list, shall we?

Number One: He has children he doesn't see and/or support.

let's just call this one for what it is -- WINNER!!! i mean, the BEST quality i could possibly think of is some douche bag who doesnt think his own children are worth his time. i mean, seriously, are there women out there who find this to be a FORGIVABLE quality? are you freaking kidding me!? seriously, if thats something that you can ignore, you deserve to be with a man like that. holy freaking cow, i cant even tell you how annoyed i am that THIS is one of the categories that you have to EXPLICITLY warn women away from.

grrr.

oh! and then the article provides THIS gem: "Deadbeat dads cant start out as a lot of fun...."

uhm....what? are you freaking kidding me!?

Number Two: All his ex-girlfriends are "crazy."

This is probably the least obvious category. I mean obviously it shows that he isnt willing to accept responsiblity, but let's be honest--girls are fucking nuts. but, so are guys. i would say if he acknowledges both, there is less of a problem.

Number Three: He's heavily invested in his "persona."

now, i totally get why this one is on this list. when i read this, i pictured some abercrombie douche making his pants sag "just so" and adding a lot of gel to his hair. and then i picture the type of girl that usually dates guys like that....well, theyre equally invested in their personas, and i could see both people being so self-involved and caught up in the idea of dating someone "pretty" that they dont realize their relationship is superficial and trite. like them.

im not judgmental.

shut up.

Number Four: He's a compliment miser.

you know, the only quality i look to second to a "deadbeat dad" who is "a lot of fun," is one that refuses to compliment me. i love being insecure. and never being told im pretty or anything.

really? THIS kind of guy wont make me happy? this isnt the type of guy i should be dating? huh...who knew.

basically, people, the moral of the story is that people are idiots.

and i promise that sometime soon i will write a post that is not a rant. i swear there are people out there who dont annoy me...much.

take THAT!

2009-01-08T17:59:00.002-05:00

so.....you know how that "friend" refused to give me his notes for the days i missed in that class? so, i ran into a guy i know who graduated last year and he saw me carrying the book for that class and i was totally freaking out and he offered me HIS outline that he had gotten from someone else.

now, normally, i really don't like using other peoples' outlines--i would rather make my own and do what i can. however, this outline was a...wait for it....MAZING. and then, another guy i know asked for one of my old outlines, and he offered his outline for this class in return. again, AMAZING outline. i basically relied on these two outlines during the final.

the final made me want to vomit. no joke. i didnt even ANSWER half of the first question. i mean, i didn't even address it or anything. just pretended like it wasn't there. ever since i took the exam, i have been PRAYING that i will get at LEAST a B-.

I mean, in law school, a B- is really not a good grade, but i really wanted that B-. today i saw that the grades had been posted for that class and, again, i almost threw up a little. but, i figure its like a band-aid, just get it over with and see the grade. so i checked it.

i got a B+.

and i literally started crying from shock. i can't believe i got a friggin B+ in a class that most people choose NOT to take because of how hard it is.

holy crap....

photo updates!!!

2008-12-19T22:11:00.005-05:00

here is my new apartment. i am going to *try* to do these in a coherent order so that you get a round-a-bout view of my apartment. (side note: fargo, got your message, i NEED to call you back! im sorry i havent! i almost did today, but then i realized it was like 6 am out there so i didnt. and then got busy, and i will soon1!!) aaaaand here we go:

Hating lawyers, post 2.

2008-12-15T15:47:00.001-05:00

"The majority’s rule would establish a legal principle that evidence of bias and prejudice would not be disqualifying unless it could surmount a fence that is horse high, pig tight and bull strong. In my view that is too much protection for a biased decisionmaker." -- Dissenting opinion in Association of National Advertisers v. FTC

Uhm...what is "pig tight"???

And why can't judges just use simple, plain, everyday terminology??

wanna know how shitty law school people are?

2008-12-15T15:08:00.000-05:00

1) a friend asked for my class outline for a class i took last year. i told him i would give him mine if he gave me his for a class i am currently taking. he didnt want to initially, and luckily there was someone else there to point out the double standard.
However, in reviewing the outline he sent me, it is not complete. he didnt actually send me his outline, even though i sent him mine--that got me an A in the class.

2) in the same class, i missed one full day because i was in california, and i missed a half day because i had to go to a hearing with a client. those were the ONLY times i missed. i never once missed because i was tired or just didnt want to go. i asked a friend (a different friend, but a friend nonetheless) if i could get his notes from those days, and he is basically refusing to give them to me. i asked once right after i was absent and he promised to send tehm to me, but he never did. i asked last week and he said he would, but he never did. i asked a few days ago (via email) and he just never responded.

way to be shitty human beings, guys.

Sunday Musings

2008-12-14T15:46:00.002-05:00

Does Jennifer Aniston's sickly sweet, painfully fake smile bother anyone else?

http://thesuperficial.com/2008/12/jennifer_anistons_gq_photo_sho.php

I mean, I used to think she was kind of great, but now she just looks....a bit like a bitch. I mean, you almost can't blame Brad for moving on to Angelina and trying to attempt to populate their own small country.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

For anyone IN law school or CONTEMPLATING law school, let me go ahead and suggest to you to just go ahead and skip Administrative Law. No, really. This shit is painful. And boring. And I would rather not be taking the class anymore.

Oh well, live and learn. At least the professor was awesome (how often can I say THAT?)

try a little....

2008-12-12T09:25:00.002-05:00

i know ive posted this before, but really? its just too good not to post again.

we've all gotta try a little more tenderness.

Tuesday's Fun Fact From Susannah's Studies!

2008-12-09T09:47:00.002-05:00

Apparently, a lawyer cannot demand sex in return for legal services.

hmmm...anyone else shocked?

D&D to the max....

2008-12-08T15:02:00.001-05:00

I just wrote the following sentence in my notes:

"Revlon looked for a White Knight to give crown jewels to."

yeah, that's corporate law for you! only the coolest of the cool need apply...

fine, then, FINE.

2008-12-08T10:36:00.002-05:00

summer MY BEST FRIEND, is being a whiny little bee-otch and demanding i post more. so, since i am drowning in finals, i thought, hey, what better way to get what i want AND study then to share with you all the EXCITING material i am learning!

so, today, children, we are discussing the duty of good faith and loyalty of directors of corporations.

Monday's Fun Fact:

A director, while engaged in a transaction for his corporation, cannot retain an undisclosed profit.

Have a nice day!

pissy party

2008-12-07T20:29:00.002-05:00

finals out the butt. hating life. busy as hell.

pet-peeve of the moment (other than that hell called "corporations." blech.):

people with selective memory.
and not JUST selective memory, but memory SO SELECTIVE that when you speak the truth the other person either gets pissed at you for "lying" or talks to you like you're crazy and "confused."

case in point:
a friend broke up with her boyfriend. i was there through the whole thing. she told me what he siad, about their fights, etc. i heard the stories of how he would call while they were broken up and blah blah blah. a while later, they, of course, got back together. now theyre happy and so in love and once, in a conversation we were having about said break up i said something to the effect of, "oh, remember how he said X to you??" and she flew off the handle.
"susannah, what are you talking about? dont EVER say that. he would never say that to me." but imagine it in a SUUUUUPER mean, SUUUUUPER condescending tone.

example number two:
i just called because i remember you saying you had an exam on thursday, but i was just looking at the exam schedule and that class is NEXT WEDNESDAY!
the response:
susannah, youre just confused. i knew it was that day all along. you're so funny and confused.

no. im not. you people are confused. i know it sucks to be wrong, but at least i will admit when i am (usually).

people suck.

SUMMER: FIX YOUR EFFING BLOG.

true story

2008-10-01T13:31:00.002-04:00

okay, i know i havent blogged in a while, and to be perfectly honest, i probably wont blog again for quite a while. im busy, people!

however, i just read this on a post to another person's blog, and i think it is so perfect and appropriate that i wanted to share it with you all! the quote is from the movie Billy Madison with Adam Sandler, and I've only changed the name at the beginning of the quote:

"(Mrs. Palin), what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul."

apparently, bunions are IN? huh...

2008-06-21T16:43:00.002-04:00

so, for those of you who dont know, when i got my first tattoo all those moons ago (7 years, if anyone is counting), i got it spur of the moment at some little place on venice beach. i walked in with some friends, and decided to get a tattoo on a whim. i got a little purple star on my right ankle. and the man who did it....had a foot fetish. loved my feet. massaged my foot he was tattooing. talked to it a little as he was tattooing...fun fun experience.

now, the only time i really ever think of that is when people ask me about my tattoos. i dont think i have particularly attractive feet, especially because i have bunions (thanks, mom!). however, i am no rethinking the attractiveness of my feet.

i was walking home from the park today in my flip flops, and this man is sweeping outside a building. and he says hello, and i say hello, and then he goes, "i like your left foot...ooooh and your right foot. i just want to SMELL EM!"
uuuhh...thanks? i gotta be running away from you now!

who knew my feet were in such high demand with the creepy people?

lesson #2 - walking around without earphones is basically like giving free license to all the weirdos to talk to you!

sooooo pretty...

2008-06-19T20:15:00.001-04:00

i dyed my hair

2008-06-12T07:48:00.004-04:00

it's dark. too dark. much darker than i intended. i no longer look good in black. sigh.

i woke up to the smell of rotting food. apparently, i guess i forgot to wash the pot i cooked my artichoke in (it may have choked arty, but it aint gonna choke me!! wow im a loser...), and my apartment got hot enough last night to continue warming the water (the water also had some olive oil and garlic in it). i have since washed the pot, but my apartment still smells.

my job (almost two weeks in) is good. im working for the union. yesterday i participated in a press release for OTB (off-track betting...yeah, i didnt know either). apparently the state or someone is trying to get rid of 1500 jobs on monday, so the union was holding a perss conference to say why that's bad. so, in the picture, on the upper right-hand side there is a woman in a white button down shirt, black blazer and a hat. i am over her right shoulder (i.e., above and left of her), arent teh shirts attractive? at it was unbelievably hot. and we were out there for over 40 minutes.

school is good. im taking religion and the constitution. its interesting--taught by two federal judges who have opposing view points for the most part so they debate. then, a lot of us in the class have opposing viewpoints so WE debate. good times.

i had my best semester yet this past spring (all my grades were high as opposed to a few high adn a few not-so-high).

and now i have to get ready for work.

i promise to try and post more often.
and more interestingly.
AND, if youre lucky, and i feel so inclined, ill get a picture of my new dark hair (i MISS my lighter hair!! waaahhh!!!!!) and post it.

5:48 am

2008-05-07T05:54:00.001-04:00

a "contingent remainder" is a type of future interest in property law (i dont want to get into it).
Sylar is basically the bad guy on Season 1 of Heroes (watch it. its A-MAZING.). he cuts open people's heads and eats their brain to steal their special ability. (teehee, i just imaged Hiro saying that. LOVE that show!)
Obama and Hillary, well...if you don't know who they are thats not my problem.

now, what do these three things have in common?

if you guessed--the subject of susannah's dreams ALL LAST NIGHT, you are CORRECT! Sylar was menacingly asking me about WHAT the contingent remainder is and where is it, and how can it be destroyed (either naturally, or arifically by merger or forfeiture...thats the correct answer, not the answer i gave him). then the contingent remainders had something to do with yesterdays elections...ugh, i dont know.

streeeesssss rears its ugly head in the oddest of ways

Old Moment

2008-05-05T10:52:00.002-04:00

so, i am at the library studying. i had taken my glasses off and set them next to me on a book while i was reading something. a few minutes later i needed them again so i reached for them, but they werent where i had set them. crap!! so i start panicking thinking ive knocked them on the ground and theyre broken or scratched or something! but no theyre not there. shoot! did a book fall on them!? no. im starting to really freak out when i realize....

oh. im wearing them.

thanks?

2008-04-27T20:27:00.002-04:00

"you totally look like you could be from brooklyn, but then you open your mouth and its obvious you're not."

uuuhhh....?

how am i doing?

2008-04-26T21:27:00.003-04:00

i get up at 6am and wait in a line...i wait in a line for the freaking library to open.
thats how im doing.

how are you?

(finals will be over on the 7th, angie gets here on the 10th, i head home on the 14th, summer school starts the 20th, work starts june 2. somewhere in there, i will catch everyone up on my life)

does anyone even bother to read this anymore?

2008-03-25T19:55:00.003-04:00

im busy! geez...ive got two jobs and full-time school and nothing at all to talk about...
but! this is still a fun way for me to share things i find while surfing the net!!

this is the cutest thing ever! so, this kitten's mom's name is....Dot!! i kid you not. (teehee, i rhymed)

Decorating Advice

2008-03-03T10:40:00.000-05:00

Here's the deal:
my front door is kinda crappy. first of all, it doesnt really fit the frame, so there are gaps down around near the bottom. Also, it is a hallow door. I have been trying to figure out a way to block some of the noise that comes in from the hallway, and my initial attempt was to hang all of my coats on the back of the door.
So, i drilled some holes, and put up a few hooks, and that worked for about 5 months. now, the hooks keep falling out because they arent anchored in anything. the inside part of the door is probably only half an inch thick, before it gets to about two inches of empty space, then the other side of the door. i have even tried using the little plastic anchors that go around the screw to try and keep the hook in the door. doesnt work. the coats are too heavy.
so, my next thought is to hang some kind of thick drape or something on the back of the door to muffle sound, but i dont want it to look tacky. also, now i dont know where else to put my coats...it really was the best idea!
so, if anyone has any thoughts please let me know. (for the haines that read this, maybe you could mention it to joyce--she always has decorating ideas!!)

response

2008-03-02T08:31:00.002-05:00

a) i love it when my mom can point me the way to dirty humor.
b) crying. i am crying from laughter.

aaaawesommmme!

2008-03-01T11:28:00.000-05:00

do you know where sesame street is?

2008-02-19T22:27:00.003-05:00

yeah, that was actually asked of me today--me, tina, and kat. let's break this down, shall we?
a) hey, dumbass, that ACTUAL question is, "can you tell me how to get to sesame street?"
dipshit.
b) there we were, walking down 14th street, discussing politics (no, really, we were. and let me tell you, its rare that im actually walking down the street having an intellectual conversation. teehee! i am so smart! s-m-r-t!), and this weird, twitchy little guy kept looking over his shoulder at us. when he actually stopped in front of us, i did NOT expect his line to be, "excuse me, do you know where sesame street is? the three of us all stopped short and just stared dumbfounded at him. i mean, how do you respond to something like that!? kat told him it was downtown somwhere, which were the only words any of us could get out. and the kid goes, "oh, ive got a meeting with cookie monster," and walks off. uuuuhhh....did that just happen?
c) was this a pick-up line? did he actually over-hear us debating hillary vs. obama vs. mccaine and think, hmmm, asking them about sesame street will help me score!!
d) if it wasnt a pick-up line, then...uuh...what the eff??

did that *really* just happen?

oh new york city...

pics!!

2008-02-09T16:23:00.001-05:00

this is from my birthday party. i really tried to get these pics in order, but it just wasnt working. so, youll have to deal with thse out of order! it was nicole's birthday to (shes in front of me), and thats liz behind me.
the birthday girls!!!
okay, i think i love this pic a little too much. i think matt and i take the best bday pics ever! this one is so true to life, though....so sad.
aaand, back to christmas! see? i told you these dont go in order! this is at la pasterria where my "little" brother works. yum! baked brie and roasted garlic! yum! butternut squash gnocchi! yum! wine!!!
ho-ly crap. he is just too friggen cute. him and the dog.
this is kat!! and reid. kat is the tall one, read below. sorry its fuzzy, but its the only pic i have of her!
okay, these next three pics are going backwards in order. baaah!! irritating!!! nancy vollrath sent me a box of cookies for my bday! so, the first is of me eating one, the next is a close up of a cookie, adn the third is the entire box. the effect is greater starting from the third, but whatever.

theyre SPARKLY!!!!!

"love means never having to say you're sorry"

2008-02-09T15:50:00.001-05:00

blah blah. isnt that what love is all about? being a grown-up and being able to apologize when youve been an asshole?
however, i do love the line, "don't bullshit me" is the eleventh commandment.

for those of you not in-the-know, i just watched Love Story. it was good. sad, but good. the one thing (other than the whole love/sorry business) that drove me NUTS was that when jenny got sick (im not giving anything away here. she dies. thats the whole point of the movie. no shock.), the doctor told oliver and not jenny. in fact, not only did the doctor not tell her, but he LIED to her and told her she was fine AND told oliver to act as though everything was normal! hello!! liability!! maybe things were different in the 1970s, but nowadays if a doctor were to do that he would be fucked! oh, another thing that bothered me was that jenny was supposed to be this forward-thinking, confident woman, and she supported oliver through law school and blah blah...but she had "woman" jobs. she taught music and was a camp counselor. thank god times have changed....

so, i had a crazy fun night last night!
my new friend Kat (who i met through work) was starring as The Cat in the Hat in Seussical the Musical in hoboken, new jersey. so, i, along with kat's two bffs Jet and Reid, trekked out to jersey to see kat on opening night. this was exciting for a few reasons: 1) this was the second time i went to jersey! 2) i took the PATH train for the first time! 3) i got to see kat as the cat in the hat and she was AWESOME!!!! 4) i met kat's family and my god, theyre tall. kat comes in at an even 6 foot. her shortest brother is something like 6'5, her father is at LEAST 6'7 (i think he might be a little taller than that) and her other brother is a quarter of an inch shorter than her father. her mom, at least, is "normal" height, coming in at around 5'8. its bizarre. and theyre all blonde. those darn swedes, im tellin ya.
anyways, kat was PHENOMENAL. it was funny because at work shes been in persona for the past couple of weeks, so im used to kat jumping out from around corners and saying bizarre things in bizarre voices, but i finally got to see it all put together -- and in costume, no less!! it was so much fun!!
from there we went and had a drink with the whole cast at a bar in hoboken, and then kat, jet, reid and i began to make our way back to the PATH train to get back to manhattan. on our way, we stopped at a playground where shennanigans ensued. there are pictures somewhere...i think jet has them, that i will have to get from her. there was this picturesque view of manhattan in the background...i guess there are positives to living in hoboken.
so, we got back to manhattan, and reid and jet were starving, so we stopped at taco bell. i have not eaten at taco bell since i lived in santa cruz, i think (three years ago?), but i have actually been craaaaaving a bean and cheese burrito. so, i got a 1/2lb bean and cheese burrito, but, sadly, theyve either changed their cheese, or ive just developed a more sensitive pallet (my guess is that it is the former). the cheese they use now is that kind that, after you heat it up and its cooling down, gets kind of plastic-y and coats your mouth. ick.
after taco bell we caught a bus (this is the first time ive taken an nyc bus since i moved to the city!) and rode it down 14th st to 14th and 1st ave to a bar called Nowhere. i was expecting this, but since ive never been to one, it was still bizarre--it was a gay club. not the kind of clubs i go to with matt (the boy bars that i love!), but mainly lesbians and some gay guys. but i had so much fun! i think kat and them were worried that i would be freaked out, because they kept kinda checking in with me, but i had a blast! i got checked out more than i normally do (nice boost to the ego), but was not hit on (which was good for my comfort level). i think if someone had tried to flirt with me, i would have been okay, but some of those girls are AGGRESSIVE! yikes!! but, luckily, i stuck close to reid and met a few of his friends (uhm...lauren and....lauren's friend). as i was talking to reid and lauren, lauren's friend was talking to another girl next to me, and i heard the girl saying something about being from northern california. so, i turn around and jump in to their conversation (so i have no manners? what of it!?), and it turns out that the girl is from palo alto, and lauren and her friend both went to Mills!! (yeah, i wasnt at all surprised by that). so, of course, i immediately say, my aunt was a professor there!! but, they didnt know her...part of the problem is that i have no idea what years janice was there (2006, i think?), so they werent sure if they were there when she was there. but i think they graduated in 2006, so they must have been....oh well.
so, around 130, i had had my fill. i had done some "swing" dancing with both kat and reid...well, i was flung about and tried to keep up with my lack of rhythm while they danced. i had had some fun conversations, and people watching was a-mazing. some suuuuuuper hot gay guys (why are all the hot ones gay!? WHY???)...and let me pause. because when i say super hot, i dont mean some beautiful, well groomed gay man. i mean, manly, scruffy, hot hot hot man. broke my heart when he started making out with another guy. there were also some super scary-ass women in there.
anyways, i say my goodbyes, and run outside to hop in a cab. i was still all pumped from dancing and having so much fun, so i start chatting with the cabbie. small talk is really not my strong suit, but i wanted to try, so i asked where he was from. his response? "guess." craaaap. first of all, i didnt SEE the guy, so i had no idea if he was white, middle eastern, black, asian, or what! secondly, im bad with accents. third, seriously?! so, i say i have no idea, and he says, "guess! what's the worst that can happen? youll be wrong! guess!" sigh. so, i take a shot in the dark, go broad, and say, "northern africa." and he laughs and goes, "woohoo!!! yes! correct on africa! but not northern!" so i say southern? and he says "haha! no! not northern or southern!" uhm...not northern or southern? so, central? "no!" uuuhh...what does that leave me? eastern? "no!" western?! "yes!!!" oh good! i got something right! so, sir, which part of western africa? "guess!" no, seriously you want me to guess? i can name like 4 african countries, and only one is on the west coast so i say, "nigeria?" "haha!! oooh!!! no." fine. i ask again where? and he tells me to keep guessing. fiiiiiine. so, i admit that i am a complete idiot and tell him i only know a few countries in africa, and he asks which ones i know, so i say, "well, nigeria, of course, malawi, south africa, and egypt." and he kind of pauses and goes, "HOW do you know of malawi!?" so, i explain about my second mom and how she has spent quite a bit of time there. and he goes, "oh. now which other WESTERN african countries do you know?" and at this point, im getting slightly irritated because im tired and dont want to answer questions, my brain hurts, and, in all honesty, im not coming off well in this conversation. so i tell him i just dont know, and he goes, "well, have you ever heard of...kenya?" and i go, "oh!! yes!! i HAVE heard of kenya!!! so youre from kenya?" "no!!" sigh twice. "okay, well, will you give me the first letter at least?" it's "G." and i still dont know. and still dont know. and still dont know. he finally gets frustrated with me and says "ghana." which, yes, i have heard of, but probably would never have guessed. mortifying.
but funny.

i got home around 230, and didnt get to sleep until 3. and today im tiiiired, so i watched love story. now im trying to motivate myself to get up and clean!!
im going to post pictures later, too!

laaaag...christmas, bday, mom's visit october 2007

2008-02-05T22:49:00.001-05:00

oookay...slightly irritated. so, my camera battery just died as i was trying to upload my friggin pictures. so, you get these, and i will finish at a later date:

1) lo, me and mom on mom's bday--we surprised her with his being here.
2) lowen christmas eve la selva beach (you wouldnt think it by looking at him, but it was INCREDIBLY WARM! go global warming...)
3) james chasing birds
4) why cant my brothers take normal pics?
5) dad and james

Baci

2008-02-04T19:57:00.000-05:00

The night is silent, and in its silence, dreams are hidden.
~Khalil Gibran

amazing

2008-02-03T22:25:00.001-05:00

so, im not a huge football fan, but i did watch this year's superbowl. and wow! it was an amazing game!!
alll i have to say is:

there are an insane amount of drunk people running around in the streets and hollering. its crazy.

in a really super cool kind of way.

oh, babakill...

2008-01-23T22:28:00.000-05:00

this is fun....it kinda changes throughout. although, i have to say, i didnt notice a difference between "hardstyle" and what he is doing throughout.

birthday

2008-01-22T08:08:00.000-05:00

hey all,
thanks for the birthday wishes! i am still trying to get myself out from underneath the hang-over rock, which is a slow slow process. you know, theres nothing like staying out two nights in a row until 4am to tire you out and make you feel like youve aged. however, with 26 came SOME maturity--at my bday party, i did not take a single shot, i staggered my beers, and drank water intermittently. i was very proud of myself! and sunday night, i barely drank....although somehow i felt even more hungover yesterday than i did on sunday....huh.
anyways! im about to start another work/school filled week (jobs 1 and 2 today and then class tonight), so i will not be able to give you a detailed bday post until the end of the week!

love!

are you freaking KIDDING ME????

2008-01-20T20:33:00.000-05:00

so, uhm, yeah. im a little insulted:
http://www.time.com/time/business/article/0,8599,1704887,00.html

How to Tell You've Got a Gay

2008-01-07T22:21:00.001-05:00

http://www.tv.com/uservideos/?action=video_player&id=J301njuq5bgEvj_W

cowboy hats everywhere

2008-01-06T16:42:00.001-05:00

so, my friend erin wound up going out of town this weekend, and she decided to give her ticket to the PBR to me.

what is the PBR, you may (should) be asking? well, its the professional bull riders, of course! (i was going to link to it, but their website keeps freezing my computer, so screw that). so, i decided to go sit with a group of erin's friends, whom i have never met, for three hours to watch the professional bull riders.

here's how it started: the letters "PBR" going off in flames in the dirt. then fireworky things shooting up into the air, and then sparks falling from the ceiling. ooooooooh. and then the announcer guy asks us to stand. i didnt see a flag anywhere, but thought it must be the pledge of allegiance. the guy keeps talking, and im not really listening, just kinda looking around for the flag, and all of a sudden i realize: he's praying. ooookay....i guess the bull riders pull in a religious crowd? but in new york? whatever. i let it go. and THEN came the pledge of allegiance....wow.
so, the world's hugest american flag begins to be lowered into the arena. it started out rolled up, and as it unrolled, glitter fell out of it. the crowd cheered. ooookay... and when it finally unrolled, the light people went CRAZY putting spotlights all over it, and these weird green lights flashing on it. people cheered some more. and then a chick came out to sing the anthem. first of all, no one knew who she was, so like 4 people cheered when she was introduced, which was sad. she had a decent singing voice, but no one was really singing along. until the end, when a few people began singing along...passionately singing along. one of the passionate singers was a few rows behind me, and i turned around to see if he was just being a jackass, or if he was actually in to it....yeah, he was actually in to it. passionately in to it. and then at that pause at the end (land of the free....) he went WILD. wild "yeehawing." seriously. but whatever, par for the course.

so, there are four guys whose job it is to distract the bull once the rider is off, and there is one actual rodeo "clown." he really wasnt that entertaining, except for a few things. the first wasnt even him being entertaining. he went into the crowd and had an audience member dance to win a pair of wrangler jeans (yeehaw). the man he chose was probable about 250 lbs from trinidad and tobego who was NOT wearing anything cowboy-ish. however, oh my god, he ROCKED OUT. i was dyyyyying laughing. for such a big guy, he was able to MOVE. so that was fun. and he won the certificate for a free pair of wranglers--i wish i could go with him to buy a pair. hilarious.
so, the other funny thing that is coming to mind about the rodeo clown was that at one point red flags were thrown (i learned that red flags mean that the bull did not perform well, so it drags down the rider's score, and the rider can choose to go again to get a higher score), and he gave them to a girl in teh audience. then, later, he took the flags back (im not sure why), and he asked her to throw them to him, and she had the worst "girly" throw ive ever seen. seriously, she was sitting in the FRONT ROW and couldnt make it over the bar two feet in front of her. so, when the clown finally got the flags, he started making fun of her, and he started acting like a cheerleader. he was actually a really good cheerleader. spirit fingers and all.

before it started, the riders were introduced. most of them came out of a curtain into "smoke" waving their little hats. but there were four riders that were special for one reason or another (ill be honest, i really wasnt listening to the announcer). and they were each up on their own podium, and they werent in any lights until their names were called, when a big spot light shown straight down on them, which, because of their hats, kept their faces shrouded in darkness. oooooooh. mysterious....

the bull riding was basically entertaining. i spent $7.25 on a bud light. well, $14.50 on two. my spending for the weekend. i was hoping for impalement or something, but no such luck. one guy slammed his face into the bull's head and probably broke his nose, so that was fun.

while we were leaving, i looked up and saw someone who looked familiar...i stared a little and realized--it was carson from queer eye for the straight guy!!! at a bull riding competition!!! bizarre...
he was frightenely orange, and had too much product in his hair, and was wearing uggs with his tight pants tucked in. but he was cute. i didnt talk to him, but i stared for a while--MUCH less intrusive, im sure.

so, that was my sunday!

im educaded

2007-12-31T15:44:00.001-05:00

apprently, cougars are in for new years eve. this is disturbing for many reasons.
first of all, ew. and just....ew. to be accepting yourself as a cougar? uh....well...whatever.
my favorite thing about that website, though, is if you scroll down through the profiles, the fourth one from the top has got to be my favorite: "Woman are to be treated with respect" is his name. let's discuss, shall we?
1) WomAn is singluar, WomEn is plural.
2) he thinks women should be treated with respect, but he has a profile on dateacougar.com. nuff said on that.
3) he says he is educated. well, no, actually, he says he is "educaded." really? havent you ever heard of spellcheck? especially if you're trying to pass yourself off as educated? i mean, i know i have my share of spelling errors in this blog, but im also not trying to date anyone via this. and, as far as i know, theyre never so bad as "educaded."
4) he has high respect on womans. yes, he wrote that. he pluralized "woman" as "womanS." and he has high respect on them! i dont want his "high respect" on me....
5) he spelled believe wrong
6) "man are" .... *sigh*
7) here are the last words: "man are noting without then"
so, apparently, mans (just going with his idea of pluralization) are making notes at a time when there are no womans.
but watch out. he's educaded.
ohohoh! first he says he's 32, then he says he's 31...

and, as one last SHOCKING note about the website -- the cougars love walks on the beach!

happy new year all!!

merry christmas!

2007-12-25T12:27:00.000-05:00

i'm going (going) back (back) to cali (cali)...

2007-12-20T16:49:00.000-05:00

DONE!! five effing exams! that last one....wow...dont even want to talk about it.

and then, on my way home, i passed a crowd of people outside of mcdonalds. really nothing out of the ordinary. but when i get closer, i saw that there was someone laying on the ground. and then i notice that his hand his awkwardly twitching and there are a couple cops leaning over him. and then i notice the blood....ive never really seen that much blood before. im usually okay with blood and gore (on tv and whatnot), but my god, my stomache got QUEAZY (sp?). ugh...horrible.

just wanted to share!

R.O.U.S.es?!??!

2007-12-17T08:12:00.001-05:00

http://www.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/asiapcf/12/17/giant.rat.ap/index.html

aaugh! wesley, come save me! where is my man in black? with eyes like the sea after a storm...

jj-j-j-j-j-ittttter-y-y-y-y-y

2007-12-13T14:26:00.000-05:00

yeah, someone needs to come pry the caffeine out of my hand...i keep getting jittery, but then forgetting and drinking more of my soda, and now im having issues typing legibly.....

yay for stress-induced, self-inflicted caffeine-overdoses!

and i definitely won't be sleeping tonight. i wish i had a movie that i hadnt seen twelve bazillion times before....

(by the way, ive now gone through the six seasons i have of gilmore girls 2.5 times in the past month. that's not normal.)

a post from a lush....

2007-12-13T09:05:00.001-05:00

Go here to find out what your perfect holiday drink is!

mine was a tom collins...i had no idea that a tom collins had so much happiness in it! gin! a cherry! yum...

remember popples?

2007-12-08T08:41:00.000-05:00

Baby is probably soooo glad she's not around anymore...

2007-12-04T08:27:00.001-05:00

so, Baby. my cat. as a child i used to dress her up in doll clothes. (mamma, we should really try and find some of those pics when im home this year!) yes, she hated me and blah blah blah....

well, check THIS out! i so wouldnt subjected her to this horribleness. how awesome!

the blue one reminds me of cher

blair, i KNOW you want to get one!!

she asked, i shall abide!

2007-12-03T22:28:00.000-05:00

so, for those of you who havent heard:
my *other* family just had a new baby! and by other, i mean graham haines and his wife brie had their second child. (by the way, i think that was the weirdest sentence ive written in a while....graham's WIFE and their SECOND CHILD. i mean, i know theyve been married for a while, and elli is, what, two? but still! i dont think ive ever said all that together....) anyways!
so, little ryder is two months premature, but, from what i understand, he is doing faboo! as is brie. so, go take a look at the pics of the tiiiiny little man, and of some darn cute video of little miss thang herself, elli.

GO SEE!

snow! ....and spandex?

2007-12-02T11:32:00.000-05:00

for the past couple days, yahoo weather has been predicting snow for today. i didnt really believe it, though. first of all, it hasnt been THAT cold lately. in fact, it was like 50 degrees a couple days ago. not really snow-weather. secondly, last year, my first year here, i watched the weather like a hawk, waiting for that first snow, certain i would freeze and die and it would be wet and gross and horrible. every day when it said i it was supposed to snow, id wake up, and grudgingly look out my window to see if it had snowed. and it never did. in fact, i dont think it snowed here last year until january or something (well, i think it snowed around christmas, but i was in california, so i didnt see it). but, then it snowed, and i survived, and i actually began to kinda like it....sometimes.
THIS year, ive been excited for it to snow! ive decided i do kinda like it a little more than i used to. i mean, dont get me wrong, i love beaches and sand, and 75 degree weather all year long as much as the next girl, but i do enjoy snow. its really pretty.

so, this morning i woke up at 745 on the dot (yay for having my body set as an alarm), and it took me like 5 seconds before i thought, "it was supposed to snow this morning!" so i throw back my curtain, and everything is blanketed in this nice, beautiful layer of snow. and then it was also gently snowing....soooo pretty. i actually laid there in bed for about 5 minutes just staring at the snow. and THEN! to make things even better, i decided not to rush this morning, and decided to watch an episode of gilmore girls, season 1. i started the dvd from where i had left off last night, and you'll never guess which episode came on. the first snow of the season. in this episode, lorelai goes on and on about how magical snow is and how beautiful, etc. and i just laid there with a big goofy grin on my face thinking it IS beautiful! (yeah, i wont go so far as to say "magical," though. i mean, come on...frozen water falling from the sky? yeah, the only magical thing that is going to happen today is that i wont slip and fall...here's hopping!).

so, i get up and get ready to head here to the library (yes, my life is THRILLING), and then i get outside, and it has stopped snowing, which im a little sad about. i mean, everything is still beautiful, and quieter, but i LIKE when it snows! big fluffy flakes... but then, about halfway to school, it starts snowing! and i start grinning like a fool, and start walking slower (partly to enjoy the snow, and partly so i wont fall), and smiling at people on the streets. at 930 am. people must have though i was on something.

so, then i get to school, and the beauty stops. girls everywhere in spandex pants. now, let's ponder this for a moment:
it's finals time. i GET that people are stressed. i do. i get that we all want to be comfortable. but comfort to me includes jeans that are too big for me, a beater, a long-sleeve shirt and a sweatshirt (layer layer layer!). its also SNOWING outside, so i feel that thick pants are a must. but, apparently, spandex pants that suction to one's ass and lets every ounce of cold get through (really, how warm can cotton stretch pants be?) are all the rage.
and every single girl wears the same thing! black spandex pants, fugly ass "furry" boots, and then layers on the top. but when i say layers, they are very purposeful layers. for example, when i wear layers, it is to keep warm, or cool off--depending on the moment. you can rarely see all my layers, however, because...well, thats how it works out. these girls, however, wear the white beater (yes, i KNOW im wearing one, too, but trust me, its different), and then on top of that they wear some other colorful shirt, and then another, different colored, shirt above that. but you can see the couple inches of beater, couple inches of shirt one, and couple inches of shirt two. and then they wear either a gray or black hoodie that only comes mid-torso on top of evrything else. and when i say theyre all wearing it, im really not exaggerating. at any time of the day, you can walk into a given room at the library, and of all the girls there, i would say about 75% at LEAST are wearing this get-up.
sure, i mean, its flattering on SOME girls, but the great majority of girls should NOT be wearing this. and thats purely for body-type! its effing cold outside (and in some areas of the library) what are they THINKING! and please dont tell me, "oh, im stressed and studying, i just feel gross and dont care HOW i look" because, sweetheart, quite a bit of planning went into your outfit there.

the last humorous thing about this, is that ive been feeling this way about girls ever since high school. i look at the great majority, and at their "fashion" choices and i think, "really?" i wonder if i'll ever grow out of it....wait, no, scratch that. i wonder if the great hordes of girls will grow out of it at some point, and start acting and dressing like individuals.
hmmmm, now theres a thought...

im sorry.....REALLY??

2007-12-01T09:09:00.000-05:00

"just like a tattoo, i'll always have you."

lyrics from a new pop song. no joke.

wow....

fine, summer, you were RIGHT! blech.

2007-11-30T22:03:00.000-05:00

so, a while back, sum was always going on and on about this show on TLC "what not to wear." she was always like, "this is the best show EVER!" stacy and clinton are awesome! and i would just nod, and be like, great, sum, sure, whatever. and then i actually watched the show, and, let me tell you, i was not impressed. makeovers, whatever. and that chick stacy! what a bitch!

but then. one day. i was avoiding studying (no! not me! NEVER! blasphemy!), and there was a marathon on tv, and i watched it. oh. my. god. A-MAZING. LOVED it! and since (this was about a year ago now) i have been obsessed. and i was so wrong about stacy! shes amazing! i love her! (i love clinton more, but, let's be honest. i've always been a sucker for a TALL, beautiful, gay man. no joke.)

stacy now has her OWN talk show on tlc AFTER what not to wear. it premiered last week, but i missed it. so, tonight, im actually watching it!
silence....
yeah....uhm....i feel uncomfortable watching it. stacy....well...stacy is not funny. stacey cannot deliver a line that has been written for her in a believable way. it almost sounds as if shes reading from her script.
ive been impressed by two things on her show thus far (it's 9 minutes in):
1) her dress. my god its gorgeous.
2) her pepper-spray ring. and, no, i dont think its genius. i think its so painfully horribly tackily wonderful, adn thats only because she showed the actual commercial for it. wow.

but, yeah, so, stacy london's show? ill watch til the end tonight, but really not impressed.

aw, memories

2007-11-27T21:19:00.000-05:00

see, for those of you who knew her, Baby, the most beautiful kitty EVER, was never what you might call.....welcoming....to other animals. in fact, it was not until her much MUCH later years did she even become tolerant of the dog. and only in her final months was she NICE to the dog (read: would lay near her, not kill her).

but, for those of you who remember Milo...well, then you know that Baby had a dark streak. The family myth is that Baby chased Milo into the street, where Milo was subsequently run over. Baby really didn't like to share the family love.

The cat in this video is similar to Baby, although this cat showed MUCH more self-restraint than Baby ever did. Well, until the end of the video...

the choking, whining noises are almost funny, but very sad....but, dude, dont piss a cat off while she's eating!!

only ONE thing could have taken me away from the soft glow of electric sex!

2007-11-25T22:21:00.001-05:00

ive been dying! sooooo many amazing quotes. that's the one i decided to finally share (although i sent a few out via text to some people). share your own favorite quotes from this movie in the comments! (and, no, im not saying WHERE it's from. if you dont know, then SHAME ON YOU)

** Fun Fact!! The boy who plays "Flick" is now in the porn industry. I think the tongue-pole thing really messed with his head....teehee

thanksgiving in brooklyn

2007-11-24T09:24:00.001-05:00

so, i spent thanksgiving alone. yes, boohoo, wah, whatever. actually, it was kinda nice. i got up and studied for three or four hours (yeah, the life of a law student is GLAMOROUS---btw, thanks to fergie ferg for helping me with the spelling), and then i cleaned my apartment.

when angie visited in august, i was still in the process of unpacking, so when she got here, i shoved quite a bit if crap into some bins i borrowed from nicole, and then i shoved the bins in between my fridge and stove. however, to cook for thanksgiving, i had to move the bins, so i figured i would empty them, and that resulted in crap EVERYWHERE. so, yeah, i cleaned.

after cleaning, i got together my planned feast -- pumpkin pie (dear lord i made two and i feel ILL), cranberry sauce (homemade! none of that can stuff), cranberry cheese (my mouth is watering just thinking about it), stuffing, edamame, and martinelli's apple cider. yummy.
so, i ate and watched the first disc of the lord of the rings, fellowship of the ring, special edition. and then i napped. and then i studied some more. oh, yeah, and somewhere in there i gave myself a facial.

i know i said this above, but i want to reiterate for those family members who were sad i was alone -- i actually had a VERY nice day. yes, it was sad not to see you all, but i will be home in four weeks. you can spoil me silly then. =)

also, since i already had the camera out to take a picture of my yummy yummy food (by the way, i DID mention that i made the pie and the cranberry sauce myself, right? and in made yummy black bean soup earlier in the week! yeah, im a full-on cook!), and i had just cleaned my apartment, i figured i would FINALLY take pictures of my apartment so you all can see where im living.

so, this first picture, unfortunately, is blurry, but you get the basic idea. my bed is against the windows, on the right is my dresser and fireplace (doesnt work...), and on the left is my futon. betwee the futon and my bed i have my desk and a book shelf. the idea was to kinda make a "bedroom", it kinda works to separate the room, i guess.

here is a close-up of my bed with crap all over it. and, yes, the window is open. it was almost 60 degrees on thanksgiving! it was great! until the rain came in that night....the rain was fine, it just brought suuuuuuper cold weather with it. i think today's high is something like 37 degrees. what crap!

This, obviously, is the fireplace. it has "logs" built in to it; kinda ghetto, but whaever. i have thought about taking the logs off, but god only knows what is living behind it. and, as we all know, my daddy is too far away for me to be dealing with bugs.

here is a pointless picture of my fireplaced and dressed. and my tv! i love it! i got it with my credit card points. 17" lcd flat panel hd tv. yeah, it effing rocks.

and you can see im watching the lord of the rings!

i love hobbits. theyre so sweet. and awesome. and dedicated.

This is a picture looking from my main room through the kitchen and into the bathroom. to the right of the kitchen, you can see my purse hanging on the wall. my door is right there.

also, from this angle, you get a nice glare on my lovely "METAL" cupboards! yeah, wayyyy ghetto. those cupboards there, and then there are some on the right above the fridge, were all the space that came with the kitchen...

sooooo, i put my book shelf in there, bought one of those rolly things with "counter space" on top and shelves below, and i also put my tv stand in there (that's what my microwave is on). yeah, im super creative! well, creative, and when i moved in, my wood floors had just been re-done, so i couldnt have furniture in there, so everything was shoved into my kitchen and bathroom, and some furniture was just easier to leave there. but it worked out quite well!!!

here is the other side of my kitchen. you can see the world's smallest fridge (not counting those mini ones you have in a dorm room or office.....or other studio apartments that ive seen....)
you can also begin to see the impracticality of the kitchen. the oven is shoved back there and it opens into the fridge. there is actually enough room to open it all the way, and still have like a foot and a half of space between it and the fridge, but its still weird to be cooking, and hiding at the same time.

i had another picture here that showed just how HIGH those top cupboards are, but i accidentally deleted it, and it is really too much work to get it back on here. but, to explain, i have a foot stool, and i cant reach those top cupboards even on the top step of the stool.

the lady who lived here before me is hunched, and comes in at a whopping 4'11". there is no way in HELL she could access any of this...whatever.

here is my bathroom. again, the only storage are those super high cupboards. i can reach those
by standing on the toilet or rim of the bathtub. and, yes, ive fallen a couple times. usually when im dumb enough to try and do it in socks. but, really, after two or three times, you learn not to wear socks when you do it!

i dont know if you can tell where the shower head is, but take a good look and see if you can figure it out...

yeah, it comes OUT of the cupboard. ghe-tto. it also takes up half the storage space in the cupboards...sigh...

then in the front of the pic, on the right, is my old dvd case substituting as bathroom storage. ive also got a few "drawers" under the sink for more storage. i have sooo much crap. and every time i move i get rid of more and more of it, but it never goes away!!

alright, well, that was my living space. and a nice long blog. now im going to study some more while im waiting for the electrician to come. "he'll be there between 9 and 10." yeah, it's after 10. let's see if he actually shows up. ive been without light in my main room for over two months now. ive been using my kitchen light and a reading lamp to illuminate things.

that worked out REALLY well in october when my kitchen light went out, too. at least that one was easily replaced with a new bulb. the one in my main room actually needs electrician work....oh well, whatever.

in case you stop hearing from me.....

2007-11-21T22:26:00.000-05:00

ive died from a pumpkin pie overdose.
yeah, this is PRECISELY why i dont keep sweets in my house. and now i have TWO pumpkin pies. well, no, thats a lie. i have 1.5 pumpkin pies. im afeared that i will eat the other half of the first pie before i go to bed...
i wonder what self-control feels like?

Bible verses i WASNT taught @ st. tim's

2007-11-17T10:51:00.000-05:00

Everything that she lies on during her impurity shall be unclean; also everything that she sits on shall be unclean. Leviticus 15:20
-"impurity"? stupid men.

When any man hath a running issue out of his flesh, because of his issue he is unclean. Leviticus 15:2
-WHAT is a "running issue"??? leave it to the king james version to make it not sound so nasty. here are words from other versions (bodily discharge, discharge from his genitals, seepage...ick, okay ill stop). but one last comment: essentially, this is saying that if you are discharging anything from your private areas, it is unclean, and you shouldnt mess with it. uhm, DUH! but thanks, oh-writer-of-leviticus, for clearing that up for me. ew.

Every bed whereon he lieth who hath the issue is unclean, and every thing whereon he sitteth shall be unclean. Leviticus 15:4
-In other words: don't pee in your bed. its dirty. and watch where you sitteth. and lieth. and speaketh. teehee....eth.

And on the eighth day she shall take unto her two turtledoves or two young pigeons, and bring them unto the priest to the door of the tabernacle of the congregation. And the priest shall offer one for a sin offering and the other for a burnt offering; and the priest shall make an atonement for her before the LORD for the issue of her uncleanness. Leviticus 15:29-30
-so, on the 8th day of your period, all ye women-eth, you must atone for your sin of your reproductive cycle. by sacrificing an animal. PETA may have something to say about that.

one last note, the website ive been looking at for this stuff is actually pretty cool. you can look up any bible passage, and then you can apply different versions of the bible, and it changes it. for instance:
And he laid hold on the dragon, that serpent of old, who is the devil and Satan, and bound him for a thousand years.
-Revelations 20:2, 21st Century King James
Li pran dragon an, sèpan ki la depi lontan an, sa yo rele diab la, osinon Satan, li mete l' nan chenn pou mil (1.000) an.
-Haitian Creole
Und er griff den Drachen, die alte Schlange, die der Teufel und der Satan ist; und er band ihn tausend Jahre.
-Elberfelder
Egli afferro il drago, l'antico serpente, cioè il diavolo, Satana, lo incateno per mille anni.
-La Parola e Vita

so, that's what im doing this fine saturday morning while recovering from a night of drinking.

BibleGateway.com, Passage Lookup

oh doggie

2007-11-11T10:22:00.000-05:00

my favorite is the last little one with the pink ears and tail--she is just SO EXCITED to get in on the action!

wow....just....wow....

2007-11-07T10:34:00.000-05:00

"as a woman i am inherently afraid of cars and how they work."

yes, i just heard a girl say this. in my law school.

i guess i shouldnt really be all *that* shocked because before i heard her say that to some guy, i had to listen to her for five minutes talk about her eyeliner as she stared at herself in the mirror.

as a woman, i am disgusted and shocked by you.

it's AMAZING how much it matters...

2007-10-30T19:22:00.000-04:00

so, i need to get a transcript from ucsc for this interview thing i have on friday. i called the registrar's office, and didnt even realize that i was at all tense until the woman there picked up, and started talking to me nicely and joking with me, and i literally felt my body relax. then, she transferred me to another person at the school who was JUST as friendly and helpful as the first woman.

and i realized something.

being nice goes a loooong way. and i really have been lacking that here in new york. i mean, im sure youve all heard me rant about how rude the majority of people are out here. i mean, there really is no such thing as "customer service" at ALL. and its depressing. and lately, even when a cashiere says "hello" to me i feel better about my transaction.

but it wasnt until just now that i experienced ACTUAL customer service that i remembered how it once was. that makes me sad about new york....and miss santa cruz....aw...

pics!

2007-10-28T21:00:00.000-04:00

okay, i know i promised to take some pics of my apartment, and i am going to try tomorrow. but here are is a fun pic from a halloween party i went to on friday! yeah, im wayyyy super cool!

so, that's nicole on the far left--she was daria. then liz in the middle as ginger from gilligan's island. and then me as SUPER SUS!
i was wearing little boy pajamas from target, men's underwear from american apparel, and then silver heels, and a crown. and then i was running around with a dart gun. i had fun with teh gun until it began firing on its own accord and i almost blinded a few people. then i put the gun away in its...."holster." (hey, i told you i was in men's underwear. you figure it out.) once i get pics from nicole i will post a few where i am "flying."

seriously!?

2007-10-28T20:43:00.000-04:00

i just saw my first christmas ad. its october 28. not even halloween.....jeeezz

masquerade!!!! (also known as, susannah's wednesday evening rant)

2007-10-24T22:31:00.000-04:00

so. have i discussed wednesday nights yet? my friends liz and nicole (see below) get together every monday and wednesday evening for dinner and tv. monday is heroes night, and wednesday is america's next top model (go tyra, go tyra). wednesday nights also mean Gossip Girl. now, i TRIED to watch this show. i really did. tonight was a masked ball episode. and, im sorry, but REALLY. how hard is it to recognize someone in a mask? okay, yes, if it were a mask that fully covered someone's face, then i totally buy it. however, when it is a mask that simply goes across the top part of your face, you are GOING to recognize your best friends. or the guy you have a crush on. or...i dont know. everyone and anyone. soooo annoying....

by the by, did any of you happen to catch ANTM tonight?? tyra was pissssssed!!!!

holy crap in my pants...

2007-10-21T22:59:00.000-04:00

could you see me reacting well to THIS??

however, you should check out other "missions" on that site. its effing awesome. i totally remember hearing about the no-pants day on the subway last winter. a few of my other favorites are look up more, ben folds stuff, better than the real thing, amazing hypnotist....actually, i love them all. check it out!!

and, on another note. i know i didnt post much during the summer, and i feel like people stopped checking back to see if i had updated recently. so, if you are one of my few friends who still read this, will you leave a quick message in the comments section? awesome. thanks. you're aces.

2007-10-16T20:12:00.001-04:00

i love how deep tyra is....

now for something visually APPEALING

2007-10-12T08:38:00.001-04:00

this music video from Finger Eleven is amazing. i absolutely love it! the song itself is interesting, a little generic, but the video is soooo cool. (sorry for the poorish quality of the video)

i TRIED to find a link!!

2007-10-11T14:28:00.001-04:00

did anyone happen to see last night's Daily Show? oooooh my god it was amazing. jon interviewed...LYNNE CHENEY. holy crap it was awesome. especially because jon spent the segment before she came out mocking dick (cheney, that is). it was awesome, because he totally called her out on a few things, while at the same time trying to show her respect.
i highly recommend you watching it if you have a moment! for those here on the east coast, i think its on again at 8. and for those of you back home, you can still catch it at 2, adn then at 8! go watch it! amazingness!

if only i had money!!

2007-10-10T23:24:00.000-04:00

this is AWESOME!!!

aauuugh!! my eyes!!!

2007-10-10T22:46:00.000-04:00

okay, let's start with the scariest first. mandy lynn. oh sweet lord her plastic surgeon needs to be shot. i have no words. scary. gross. and *so* real looking!! and, uhm, ben stein must be on CRACK!!!! "you're very pretty"???? is he kidding?! (just so you're wondering, no, he's not. he actually fights to keep her on the show....)
http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/16221074.html
be sure to scroll down to the see the video. i mean, the pic is nasty, but the video...wow...

alright, number 2! gossip girl.
you know, growing up, watching shows that i knew were stupid but still entertained me, i would get SO PISSED at my father who would come in the room to watch with me, and about 30 seconds in to the show, he would turn to me, roll his eyes, sigh LOUDLY, then get up and walk out of the room (dad, you KNOW you do this). recently, i turned in to my father.
gossip girl is BEYOND painful. yeah, the girls are pretty, but is that *really* what is considered an attractive guy in this day and age? and come ON! are these really the BEST actors they could find?! and what is UP with serena's younger brother's hair?
ive been sucked into watching the past few weeks with my friends because i watch the show before it with them (and, no, im not going to mention which show because my father will roll his eyes and sigh). so, there i am, watching the show, thinking, maybe i will get sucked in to it and be way entertained! but, sadly, no. its worse than dawson's. even the "plot" line with the "adults" is painful to watch! its basically highschool issues played out by 30 year olds. 30 year olds with kids in high school. right.
okay, rant over.

and, finally, now for the most painful.
yesterday, i dont know what i did, but i think i strained my eyes. ive worn my glasses almost all day before, and ive been okay. i mean, yeah, after a day of wearing my glasses, my vision will be a little blurry for a while after i take them off, but thats manageable. but yesterday, around 3pm, when id only been wearning my glasses for about 4.5 hours, i got this MASSIVE headache. unfortunately, i was in class, so i couldnt just shut my eyes and deal with the pain. but i started kinda rubbing around my eyes and massaging my head (yes, in the middle of class), and i finally found a few good pressure points that took the pain away. but when i got home last night around 9, when i hadnt been wearing my glasses for about five hours, i had this INTENSE pain whenever i shut my eyes. almost like my eyelids rubbing on my eyeballs was irritating them. so, i was having problems falling asleep, and i decided to take some tylenol pm. i thought it would be okay because i took it around 945, and i didnt have class until 9 the next morning, and i figured about 11 hours would be enough time for the medicine to run through my system. WRONG!!
so, first of all, i had this amazingly wonderful dream where the west side of new york was suddenly ocean side on a tropical island, and the water was a beautiful turquoise, and it was warm, and salty and wonderful, and i was trying to get an oceanside apartment that also had a private beach on the roof. and then my alarm went off, and i was trying to figure out why no one else on the beach was getting up to turn it off. yeah, great way to wake up. so, i haul my tired ass out of bed and take the world's longest shower because i basically sleep through it and have to keep reminding myself, "there is soap in your hair. it's time to rinse." i get to school, my 9am class -- a class i actually really enjoy, and really like the prof, and really like participating in -- and i canNOT focus. i have that horrible medicine head feeling, only worse. my body feels like its floating in jello, and im moving slow motion, and i can barely keep my eyes open. i think i took about a page of notes. i had 45 minutes between that class and my next, and i decided that i would go take a nap in the library. now, most people may not be able to relax, but in all honesty, i have taken some of my best naps in that library. the couches on the top floor are way comfy, and there is just enough muffled noise that its not silent, but nothing really loud enough to distract you. so, i set the alarm on my phone, laid down, and PASSED out within a couple minutes. i was soon rudely awoken by my phone (on vibrate so as not to disturb the rest of the people in the library, but is an even worse way to be woken up than being yanked from a tropical island), and somehow stumbled to my class. i made it through teh first half, and then gave up (its okay, i didnt need to be there.) and came home and slept for two hours. oh, i forgot. in between first getting to school and leaving to come home, i chugged teh world's hugest cup of coffee and took two excedrine which have caffeine in them. so, i come home, sleep for a couple hours, then have to wake up to prepare for my class at 4. by that time, i was still gross mediciney, but the caffeine had kicked in, so i was all zoned out, and my body was moving really slowly (jello, still), but my heart was pounding, and my hands were shaking. GREAT fun. and i hadnt eaten. so, i got some food and went back to school and pulled myself together.
now, i dont know if im going to be able to sleep, but i have to get up earlyish again tomorrow so i dont want to take tylenol pm, AND my eyes really hurt! on top of it all, now i have to try and figure out my insurance and see if i have vision insurance because i have a feeling that i need a stronger perscription. blaaaah.

but at least i dont look like a nasty-ass skanked out duck with two-toned hair....ah, the bright side!

pictures soon....

2007-10-05T10:20:00.001-04:00

so, a new coen brother's movie, burn after reading, is being filmed all throughout brooklyn heights -- including on my block. in fact, they have been here now for weeks -- painting buildings to make it look like DC (not my building, of course). they actually started filming on wednesday, which was cool. i saw george clooney and the coen brothers. yesterday i saw john malkovich. im hoping to see some brad pitt tonight.
so, here i am. its about FIVE MILLION degrees in my apartment, i just got home, and i was in the bathroom about to change into very little clothing to walk around my apartment in and try not to die of heat. as im undressing, i hear men's voices. i hear men's voices very close to me. this is unnerving for many reasons. first of all, i dont live with any men. second of all, i live on the fourth floor of my building. so, i redress, and walk over to my window, and there are two men standing on my fire escape. hmmm.
yes, theyre set guys, and they are attaching a friggin LIGHT to my fire escape for them to film tonight (theyre filming 4pm-2am and doing fake rain. i was excited until i found out about the light on my fire escape). so, i say hello to the men, and one of them starts flirting with me. is he serious? you're some strange man on some chick's fire escape, and youve obviously startled her. he asks for coffee, heh heh. how about some breakfast? heh heh. and what's your name? heh heh. and what do you do? heh heh. ick. so, finally i was just like, "ooooookay, well, have fun....." and closed the curtain. i think theyre gone now.

why couldnt it have been brad pitt at my window?

wow!

2007-09-27T23:56:00.001-04:00

it's stuff like this that renews my faith in people, and actually lessens my hatred of people. to show so unabashadly that people can grow, mature, and form new thoughts, and be more accepting is....well, it takes words away from me.

this video made me cry (okay, yes, i know i cry at EVERYTHING, but still! i dare you not to let this touch you!) the quality is pretty shitty, but the message comes across crystal clear, as does his emotion....im so proud of california right now!!

at least it's not a starbucks....

2007-09-26T18:09:00.000-04:00

so, one of the things i love most about where i live is that im close to this super cute neighborhood (cobble hill), which has all of these cute little bars and restaurants, and clothing stores i cant afford....but i really like the quaintness of it all.
i just found out today that they are putting in an urban outfitters RIGHT around the corner from me. im not sure how i feel about it. i mean, yes, the fact that they are putting a TRADER JOE'S right around the *other* corner from me, excites the crap out of me, but an urban outfitters? hmmm....

there are no words.....

2007-09-25T23:03:00.000-04:00

and then check out this!

http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/yatta

yatta!!!!!!!!!1

sorry sorry sorry!!!

2007-09-22T08:00:00.000-04:00

okay, i suck. im fully aware. but ive been craaaaaaaazy busy. and by the time i get home at night, i really dont want to blog about my life. i just want to lay down on my bed and watch some tv.... (side note, i feel that my grasp of grammar is basically decent, but for the life of me i can NEVER use the correct spelling/usage of "laid, lied, lay, lie, etc....")

so, let's see. im a 2L. im taking 5 classes -- labor law, evidence, criminal procedure, employment discrimination, and labor arbitration. i will give you one guess as to what i think i may be interested in after school....employment law! possibly labor law....although, i havent quite decided how i feel about all this union stuff. my classes are, for the most part, interesting. there are times when im bored out of my mind, of course, but thats really to be expected. (side note #2, have you heard that song "almost lover" by a fine frenzy!? i loooooooove it. go listen to it. now. go. ill wait.) one nice thing, though, is that i usually only have school monday-wednesday, and only occasionally on thursdays. however, for that mon-wed period im so disgustingly busy, its horrible. i tend to be at school for 9-12 hour days. yeah. its great fun being a full-time law school student.

on top of regular classes, ive joined a couple student organizations, AND, because im way super smart and like to have NO free time, im helping my friend liz to start our OWN student org.
its called Law Students for Veteran's Rights. we are going to be working with different orgs throughout nyc to be advocates for veterans to help them out with housing, benefits, etc.... actually, one of the interesting things ive learned that i didnt know before was that up until about 14 years ago, if the military discovered you were gay (what!? gay! *gasp* oh no! not gay! oh the horror....) you were dishonorably discharged. and, to petition to get that changed to an HONORABLE discharge (because seriously, what the fuck. im beyond disturbed), you would have to jump through about a million hoops. actually, i dont know why im using past-tense for that. people who were discharged more than 14 years ago are STILL dealing with that crap. and, the only thing that the past 14 years has changed is that now gays are HONORABLY discharged, but there is a mark on their record, and they are not allowed to reenlist. but, yeah, so thats one of the things we will be working on -- getting those dishonorable discharges changed. i guess thats something....ick, now im way bothered by society again...

oh, happy things! so, angie-mae came to visit a couple weeks ago! it was so much fun to have her here (i hadnt seen her since christmas!!), and we made our way all over the city. she was also cool with just hanging out in brooklyn, which was nice, because, honestly, i get way too lazy at times to travel all the way to the city to find something that will take me 5 minutes to walk to. but we had some fun nights out in the city. on the friday she was here, we went and saw a comedy show at the Comedy Cellar, where we got to see dave attell! in case you dont know, i love dave attell. he's a bit raunchy, but come on, the best comics are. after the show, we heard that he was hanging out in the bar above teh comedy cellar, so i went up to be a super obnoxious girl and take a picture with him. we wound up hanging out with him and another comic for the next two hours....it was a lot of fun. from what i remember..... from there, we went to go dancing and we super randomly ran into my friend alex and so we hung out with him and his friends until the bar closed (at 4). then, one of the benefits of his being a bartender, he knew of this one bar somewhere that stayed open "afterhours," so we went there. i think we got home around 6. (wow, i think that was the most innocent telling of a really sordid story that ive ever done! and haha! no, you dont get to hear the sordid parts....)

hmmm....what else....oh!!! so, for the past two weeks, there has been crazy work being done to some buildings down the street from me. its been quite annoying, actually. there are always workers all over the sidewalk, and it makes it a little difficult to maneuver through. it became BEYOND annoying when they began work at SIX-THIRTY AM yesterday morning. needless to say, i havent been loving these people. until.....

so, i was walking with my neighbor yesterday, and we were passing the construction guys, and she made some comment about what an amazing job they were doing, and how it really does look like georgetown. hmmm...thats an odd comment to make. what do you mean it looks like georgetown? and she goes, "you know, for the brad pitt movie theyre filming here. its supposed to look like georgetown." woah woah woah. wait. back up. ex-squeeze me? baking powder? did you say brad pitt? ooooh yes she did. but wait. it gets better.
not only is brad pitt in the movie, but so is george clooney, john malkovich, tilda swinton, and frances mcdormand. but the absolute BEST part! guess who the writer/directors are? my god, i can barely contain myself....the effing COEN brothers. the COEN brothers are going to be ON MY STREET for A WEEK. im about to pee my pants. i cant even tell you. and my god, if frances mcdormand is here....i dont even know what im going to do. i mean, in all honesty, im not one of those people who will throw themselves at celebrities. i mean, i like seeing them just as much as the next girl, but there are certain people (the effing COEN brothers) that are so FREAKING AMAZING that i will be that annoying little girl standing around with a pad of paper, a pen, and a camera. im getting a picture with them. i am. well, maybe. probably not. but i will be WISHING i had the guts to go up to them. either way, i cant wait.
you can check out the (tiny amount of) information here!

alright, now i have to get up (cooooffeeeeeeee) and get some reading done, so i can go to target, to i can go watch football. oh. ive been watching football on saturdays. my friend (liz again) went to the university of michigan, and is obsessed with their football. ive never attended a college that even HAD a football team (oh wait! west valley did! but that doesnt really count, does it?), so ive never really experienced how crazy these people get. we've been going to a umich bar in the city called professor thom's, and its crazy fun. its almost like being there. but you're inside. with beer. and spinache/artichoke dip. yuuum....

okay, im out. hope that was long enough to possibly make-up for my lack of blogging!

random!

2007-09-12T11:40:00.000-04:00

http://puzzles.usatoday.com/archive/2007/09/04/

#23 across....

daaaaaaaaaddyyyyyyy!!! kill it!!!!

2007-08-28T20:45:00.000-04:00

remember the good ol days? the days of lying in terror in your bed with the worlds HUGEST BLACKEST BUG crawling in the corner of your room? and all you had to do was start yelling "dddddddddaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddddyyyyyyyy!!!!" and dad would come running and kill it?
well, okay, fine, ill admit, that wasnt exactly how things went in my house. it was more me yelling, and my father telling me that he'd get there eventually and to stop yelling and to get over it.
whatever. regardless, he'd kill it. hell, he was still killing bugs for me when i was living at home at age 24.
living on my own has presented some problems. wait. scratch that. living alone in a new apartment that has not been effectively cleaned like my student housing was has presented some problems.
my mains problems have been mosquitos. no, i dont have air conditioning. or screens. essentially, i am a free buffet to mosquitos. tonight....oh jesus tonight. tonight is the night that a friggin CRICKET decided to come into my apartment.
now, maybe i havent been clear. i live in effing BROOKLYN. there isnt "nature" anywhere around here. and, i live on teh FOURTH FLOOR. what in the h-e-double hockey sticks was a cricket doing flying this high? well, i suppose they live in the tree outside my apartment.....whatever.
so, he flies in, and i spent a good ten minutes with a cup in one out-stretched arm, my face turned away trying to humanely capture the thing and throw it out the window. after MANY girly yells, i caught him.....sadly, as i tried to move him, i ripped off a couple legs and a wing.....i TRIED TO KEEP HIM ALIVE!!!
however, now i think nature is punishing me. i have been dive-bombed by the world's hugest fly for teh past ten minutes since i killed the cricket.

daaaaaddyyyyyy!!!!!!! come kill the bugs....

i know i know, i lag

2007-08-28T08:18:00.000-04:00

so, one day, i promise to blog again. school has been starting, i have been dealing with my apartment (i got electrocuted--no joke--on saturday, and locked out yesterday), and angie is coming tomorrow! aaack! stress!!

however, check out this video. not only is it hilarious on its own, but watching mario lopez (slaaaater!!!) try not to laughis PRICELESS!

waste of time!

2007-08-21T12:55:00.000-04:00

this is so much fun, and an insanely huge waste of time! ive spent almost an hour doing it and re-doing it. my first score was 40% bionic, and my most recent was 70%! yay me!

how bionic are YOU?

http://www.bat-test.com/

i KNEW it!!!!

2007-08-21T01:34:00.000-04:00

lookit number 8!!!!!

http://spotlight.encarta.msn.com/

wow.....just, wow....

2007-08-11T13:28:00.001-04:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJ3oHpup-pk

uhm....i thought this was nyc...

2007-08-09T07:31:00.000-04:00

so, as some of you may have heard, i lived through my first TORNADO yesterday. yes, in new york city of all places. i mean, summer is talking about moving to KANSAS, and I am the one who has the tornado? craziness....

alright, i have to get ready for work now.

i will update again soon with all the "fun" moving stories i have...

holy crap this is EFFING AWESOME

2007-07-23T17:46:00.001-04:00

the crazies are all around...

2007-07-23T10:05:00.000-04:00

okay, so, life is still sucking, but i thought this was interesting:
(and, as a warning, i have had an EXCESSIVE amount of caffeine this morning, and my hands are kinda shaky, so i apologize if the typing is worse than usual)

so, i know i told a few people about this, but i cant remember who, adn i cant remember if i already blogged about it, and, quite frankly, im too lazy to go back adn check.
a few weeks ago, i got a knock on my door in teh afternoon from the lady (not a law student) who lives below me. she wanted to know if i had been feeling "vibrations" in my room at all. "uuuuhhh....no." that was weird, but whatever. two MORNINGS later at FOUR AM my doorbell rings (by the way, its not so much a "ring" as a loud, obnoxious buzzer). it jolted me out of my sleep, but i didnt hear anything, so i figured it was just a dream. JUST as i was falling back asleep, BUUUUZZZZZ. and i think, should i get up and answer? what if its an emergency? but, then i rationalized that if it were an emergency, someone would be pounding on the door, so, i went back to sleep. half an hour later, BUUUZZZZZZZZ. EFF that, i am NOT getting up!! so, i fall back asleep, and my alarm goes off at 645, adn im grumpy and pissed that i didnt get a lot of sleep. so,around 730, when im trying to make breakfast and get my ass out the door, BUUZZZZZZ. criminently!!! (or however you spell it) so, i answer this time, and its my neighbor AGAIN. she again asks if i have been feeling vibrations because they kept her up all night (it was all i could do to be all, acutally, i had this annoying buzzer going and THAT kept me up all night you crazy old bat!!). but, im polite (good upbringing, i suppose), and i told her no, and she seemed upset and asked what she should do and i was all, what the hell do i know? tell the effing super!

so, that was like two weeks ago.

today, i am sitting here trying to study for a final (you ever feel as though you can study as hard as you want, but you still know nothing? yeah, its encouraging), and i hear sirens. lots and lots of loud sirens. and they stop right outside my building. so, i peak out, and there is one huge ass fire truck parked the wrong direction on my road, and another parked the correct direction, and then i hear the firemen in the building. ooooh crap i think.
and then, BANG BANG BANG on my door. "uuh...who is it?" i timidly asked. "FIRE DEPARTMENT!" oooooooh crap. and, of course, im sitting here in my underwear. and my apartment is a mess. just my effing luck.
so, i grab a towel adn put it around me (because i cant find a pair of pants in this mess!!) and poke my head out the door (so he cant see my trashed apartment). "yes?" i say. and he goes, i kid you not, "have you been feeling any vibrations in your apartment lately?" aaaand i laughed. and i said, "oh my god did the lady downstairs call you?" and he goes "yes." and i say "shes asked me a few times, i have felt absolutely NOTHING." and he kinda smiles and says thanks and leaves. (by the way, of all the firemen in new york, i get an old, unattractive guy. what the hell! where are all the super hot young firemen!? why arent THEY knocking at my door in a non-emergency situation???)
that was like 15 minutes ago. they're still here.
and now im curious as to what the "vibrations" may be.....

old age? senility? hmmm....any thoughts?

if you dont have anything nice to say....

2007-07-18T21:05:00.001-04:00

so, today officially sucked.
no.
it SUCKED.

and, no, i dont want to talk about it. it sucked that hard.

so, ive decided something:

until i have a good day and something positive happens, im not going to post. there is no need for me to sit here and bitch. so, one day, god willing soon, i will post again.

until that moment.....

i think i just threw up a little in my mouth....

2007-07-16T21:57:00.000-04:00

so, im applying for my loans for school (yes, yes, i know, im LAGGING. shut up.). and im adding up how much total i am going to have to borrow, and i swear to god i almost just had a heart attack.
so, im sitting here adding, and im looking at the amount of digits, and, at my total i say "fifty-five hundred." no no no, not hundred, THOUSAND! holy EFF!!! i dont know if you have ever said, this is going to cost fifty-five thousand dollars and im gonna pay it, but it's a terrible feeling. supposedly, im told, im "investing in my future." bullshit. im investing in being in debt.

my heart is hurting...

wow, it's amazing how a whole law school does not know how to work the internet

2007-07-15T10:15:00.000-04:00

i have not had internet for almost a day now. in fact, i actually am at school at this moment, which is the only way i am able to write this. why couldnt i just log on to someone else's unprotected internet in the neighborhood, you might ask. well, it seems they all got wise and have put blocks on their internet.
so, what else did i try SEVEN different times? well, i can get internet from some coffeeshops nearby. however. i would get to the log in, and i would get to the ordering page (yes, i would have had to PAY for internet, which i was willing to do), and then it would freeze. i was soooooooo fucking (excuse my language) pissed last night. and, shockingly enough, STILL pissed today.

so, i am being kicked out of my apartment at the end of the month. i have no where to live. ALL i wanted to do yesterday was monitor craigslist and the other websites that i have PAID to use. but no. i had to sit there COMPLETELY STRESSED OUT OF MY MIND without internet. why didnt i just come to school yesterday to use the internet? well, for a number of reasons:
1) why should i have to leave my apartment to use the internet i am PAYING for at home?
2) i had soooo much i had to do--AT HOME
3) i was lazy
4) im sure there is some other reason, but im too pissed to think of it

what a great way to start the day....

sorry for the rant. i promise, once i have a place to live, and i have moved, and i have taken my final (which, by the way, is a week from tomorrow), i promise--it will be a happy post!

(oooh!! happy moment! i just got a call back about an apartment! and im off and running!!!)

gee, i love having my own forum to rant in...

2007-06-27T11:14:00.000-04:00

so. bon jovi. im not ashamed to admit that i absotely love him. yesterday, today, and probably tomorrow. (he is aging rather well)
one of my all-time favorite things to do when im full of energy (whether its anger, excitement, whatever) is to play living on a prayer at full volume and SCREAM out the lyrics:
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAH!!!! WE'RE HALF WAY THE-ERE! WOOOOOO-OOOOAH!! WE'RE LIVING ON A PRAYER!!!!
seriously, there arent many things better than that.
but.
i just saw part of his "unplugged" show on vh1. living on a prayer was NOT MEANT to be a friggin ballad with no yelling!!! i literally had a physical reaction to it--you know that moment when your body tenses up when you think you're about to be a car accident, but then there is no impact, and your body takes a few minutes to de-tense? you just sit there in a tense state? yeah, thats what its like when watching bon jovi quietly croon "ooooh, we're half way there....ooooh, we're livin on a prayer" in a soft tone.
what i think he shouldve done is to sing the rest of it all quiet-like, and then, when no one was expecting it, start SCREAMING: WOOOOOAH!!!! WE'RE HALF WAY THE-ERE!!!!!
oh well....

you be the judge!!

OR

it's good to know ive grown up so much over the last 25 years....

2007-06-20T21:29:00.000-04:00

let me just begin by saying: my heart is still pounding. i can still feel the blood pulse heavily through my neck and wrists--no joke. im still kinda holding my breath. time for some slow, deep breathing....

holy crap. i mean come ON! im 25 freaking years old here!!!! what kind of crap is this?!

have you guessed what my issue is yet? oh come on now, there isn't much that freaks me out this bad.

breath....breath....

so, im sitting here, innocently watching mythbusters (snow episode) and doing laundry. a commercial comes on, and im not really listening, but i turn and look at the tv just as.....A MASSIVE FREAKING SHARK COMES BITING AT THE SCREEN! (wow, i can still vividly see the image. i really dont think i will be sleeping well tonight....mooooooom, can i come home and sleep in your bed???)
and what was my reaction to seeing a shark on tv, to JUMP like 12 feet in the air, simultaneously turning around, and SCREAMING, "JESUS CHRIST!!!" while groping at my heart.
i wouldve thought i would have been over this by now. although, i AM able to sleep on blue sheets now....however, still dont really like taking baths in bubbles, or swimming where i cant see the bottom of the pool/lake/ocean, etc.
oh, and the best part? while i was still sitting there with my back to the tv, unable to turn around to grab the remote to change the channel, i had to sit and listen to the ad for shark week (hurrah......) and the ad for "the most devestatingly disturbing shark attack in history" that features all kinds of screaming and splashing--basically, my ultimate nightmare.

i need a friggin cocktail....

wine?

2007-06-19T23:37:00.000-04:00

i think this should be on the label of my dad's next wine....

power of nature

2007-06-19T23:27:00.000-04:00

all day today it was kinda hazy, and pretty warm. i went into school around 3, and came back outside before my class at like 530. the weather had changed slightly--it was a bit more muggy. when i next came outside, it was 830, and you could FEEL the heaviness of the air. soon, the clouds came in, the rain started to fall, and now there's this awesome thunder/lightening storm going on.

my first thought: thank GOD i was able to eat my dinner outside and walk home before the rain started. yay!!!

second: oh. my. god. i love the smell of rain. i mean, i love love love teh sunshine. one of my all time most favoritist things, but the smell of rain....wow...

third: lightening is amazing. huge friggin bolts lighting up my whole apartment.

fourth: every time lightening goes, my tv goes silent for a few seconds. it's amusing me.

fifth: I GOT AN A IN ONE OF MY CLASSES!!!! (off topic, i know, but come ON! this is exciting!)

huh.....good for her...

2007-06-18T23:24:00.000-04:00

did anyone have any idea that julia roberts was even pregnant?? http://www.cnn.com/2007/SHOWBIZ/Movies/06/18/julia.roberts.ap/index.html

i like that about her (that i had no idea). im glad she is able to have some sort of life that i know nothing about.
that, and i havent seen her cooch (lindsey, paris, britney, etc....). i REALLY like that about julia.

on a completely off-topic note: im watching the daily show, and steve carrell is teh guest. for those of you in california, if you read this prior to 11pm, WATCH IT!
and, if you miss it, it will be on a few times tomorrow during the day on reruns on comedy central. watch it.

get over it! im lazy!

2007-06-12T20:59:00.000-04:00

so, after incessant nagging from my parents and summer (and a very concerned email from nooshin), i get it: you people are addicted to me and my life. muahahaha.
alright. so, ive been busy. im taking a year-long course in 8 weeks. constitutional law. so much work. i spend quite a bit of every day preparing for my class that i have four nights a week. i havent started working yet, though, thankfully. work and school are going to overlap for two weeks, and i am really not looking forward to that.
so, i was in los gatos over the weekend, and i was to take a red-eye flight out of san jose last night and arrive in new york this morning around 745 (or something like that). so, my father is smart, and suggested that i check on my flight last night. it was delayed an hour. blaaaauuuggghhhh. we were scheduled to leave at 1040, but that was pushed back to 1155, and, in all actuality, we didnt take off until after midnight (west coast time, of course).
i had my parents drop me off at the airport around 1030, so i could force myself to get some reading done for class tonight. the area next to the gate was just packed with people, so i walked down the hall a little and went into this little alcove where i could see what was going on at the gate. there was no one else sitting there, although there was a girl sitting across the hall on her cell. she was loud. and i mean LOUD. and she talked constantly. the other person on the phone didnt say anything. and then she hung up with that person and called someone else. and i got to hear all of the exact same stories all over again. she's going to new york for three days. she seeing x y and z. she was supposed to see w, but w bailed, although she has a good reason. shes pregnant! oh my god!
suffice it to say, i was annoyed with this chick. however, i was basically able to tune her out so i could get my reading done. (i should mention here that i was sitting on one chair with my carry on on another chair, and a book and my glasses case and a highlighter on another chair. i had papers strewn all around me, and i was curled up reading them, and underlining and highlighting. if you had taken one look at me, you would have known i was studying and not sitting there reading people magazine or some crap.) the next thing i know, annoying chick's voice is getting louder. and louder. i look up, and she's walking across teh hall towards my alcove. that's right. for no apparent reason, she had decided she didnt want to sit across the hall and talk loudly on her cell, she wanted to come sit right across from me and talk loudly on her cell phone. i couldnt believe it. i mean SERIOUSLY! im STUDYING! and you're talking loudly on your cell!! i gave her a couple dirty looks (like full-on caught her eye and glaaaared) and she did nothing. finally, i go, "oh my GOD!" i gather up all my shit and i huff away to sit somewhere where i dont have to listen to someone on their phone.
it was so shockingly disrespectful and a blatant disregard for someone else. i am still in shock. i saw her this morning at baggage check and almost threw my suitcase at her. she should be lucky im not a violent person. so effing rude.
so, then we get on the plane. i think i told most of you about my flight out--i befriended one of the flight attendants and he and i chatted for like 45 minutes at teh front of the plane. the other fight attendants were really sweet, too. all in all, the flight was great. the pilots didnt do a lot of pointless chatter (which i love). this flight. wow. it was incredibly different. first, as im getting on the plane, the attendant who was "greeting" everyone (and, by greeting, i mean, she stood there staring at everyone as we walked on), started FREAKING out because a moth flew onto the plane. and not because she was worried about the passengers having to deal with a moth, but because she is afraid of bugs. seriously? it's a moth. turn on a light, it will go there, and you will never see the thing again. she and i kinda laughed about that....and that was the end of her kindness.
so, we're sitting, waiting to take off, and the pilot comes on and says, the flight is this long, etc, and we are going to have basically constant turbulence, so be sure to keep your seatbelt on whenever youre seated. okay, great. thanks. so, we take off, and the filght attendant (moth-lady) comes on the speaker and its PAINFUL to listen to her. she doesnt really know how to talk. and i dont even just mean that she was new or something and wasnt confident in what she had to say. no. she tried to say something like, "sit back, relax, and have a nice flight." and it came out all halting and there would be like 10 second pauses between words...it was weird. and, annoying. and then, about 20 minutes after we had taken off, and not hit turbulence, the captain still had not turned off the seatbelt sign. i had to pee. i also just wanted to pee so that i could go to sleep and not have to worry about REALLY needing to pee later. the flight attendants came by to pass out headphones or something, and i asked if i could get up to pee, adn the male attendant goes, in a crazy-snotty tone, "is the fasten seatbelt light still on? well, that means that you need to keep your seatbelt fastened." and walked away. (this is the same guy that later on in the flight, the girl next to me hit the attendant call button, and he looked, but didnt come--he was literally jsut standing at the front of teh airplane. he wasnt doing anything. so, the girl next to me kinda waves at him to get his attention, and he waved back. and that was it. i was appalled. so i went back to sleep). after the seatbelt thing, though, i was pissed.
so, i cant really sleep on planes. i get some sleep, but not a lot. at one point, i sat up for a minute to stare at the tv, and i made the mistake of taking my headphones off for a moment. taking my headphones off, apparently, unbeknownst to me, is a signal for the person next to you to start talking to you. she talked to me for a little over a half hour. every time i would go to say something about going back to try to sleep, she woulud ask another question. or she would say she was so glad she was talking to me because she was so scared of flying. now, i can be a bitch, but seriously. is anyone so cold-hearted that if a person was saying how scared they were and that you were calming them down that you would be like, okay well, good luck with that. im going to sleep? no, i hope no one is that mean.
i finally got her to shut up, and i continued to attempt to sleep. by the time we landed, i was 10000% more grumpy than i had been the night before. so, im standing at the baggage claim, waiting for my bags (i swear to god, jfk is the slowest airport when it comes to luggage. at san jose, my bags were basically at the baggage claim two seconds after i got there. no waiting. at jfk, i waited at least a half hour). first, this group of children come. the oldest was maybe 12, and the youngest was probably 9. 6 kids, i think. anyways, their moms basically just let them go running around. there was an annoying recording that played every 2 minutes that said, "parents, watch your children. dont let them play on the conveyer belt." there were even signs everywhere that said that. and what was going on? the parents were definitely not watching their children, and the brats were definiitely playing on the conveyer belt. and then. im standing at the belt, there is a LOT of space on either side of me (probably about 5 feet either direction), but all of a suddent there is a man standing close to me. maybe about 1.5 feet away. too close. and so i look over to glare, an dthen i notice, he has a woman attached to the front of him. and theyre kissing. loud, sloppy kisses, with a lot of "mmmms" in there.
okay, im not such a bitter person that i dont get wanting to make out with someone. but seriously--TIME AND PLACE! loud sloppy kissing? yeah, not for public.
and then, there was a lot of traffic coming home. and i didnt get home until 1030. and then i had a lot of reading to do. and i almost fell asleep in class multiple times. and thats REALLY bad when the class is tiny.
and now, im going to sleep.
sorry for the whiny blog, but you all whined to me. so there.
enjoy.

tv pisses me off...

2007-05-16T22:01:00.000-04:00

i mean, first: gilmore girls. bleeechhh

and, now--JASLENE? SERIOUSLY? at least it wasn't "na-na" my god....

Official Sash Maker...enough to make you gag, and then some

2007-05-15T20:51:00.000-04:00

im sorry. its like kicking someone in the nuts. and then pointing. and laughing. and then you give that person a papercut. and then you pour lemon juice all over it.
thats what this season of gilmore girls was.
the season finale....im sorry. i want to throw up with the blatant, in-your-face sappiness of it all. the multiple pans of the entire cast. the obviousness of letting us know that friday night dinners will continue.
im sorry. i understand this past season SUCKED (i dont actually know for sure, because i, one of THE MOST LOYAL FANS of the show, havent watched since november), but come on. couldnt they make the SERIES FINALE GOOD??!
im disgusted. and upset. and so bothered that this is how it all ended.
i will not be buying this season. i own every other season, but this was SUCH SHIT that i wouldnt want to contribute any more of my money to the people who ruined one of the best shows on television.

lorelai, rory, and the rest of starts hallow: i will remember you as you once were: funny, clever, and enjoyable....too bad you couldnt stay that way til the end...

im doooooooooooooooonnneeeeeeeeeee

2007-05-14T14:03:00.000-04:00

im done with my first year of law school!!!

too bad summer school starts in a week....

and my mom and dad will be here in three days!!!!!

im off to do dishes and have a beer.

Update

2007-05-12T21:14:00.001-04:00

finals are over.

i'm into hour twelve of the law school journal writing competition...39 hours left to go...

keep breathing keep breathing keep breathing

two down...one to go...let's hope i dont completely lose any digits before then

2007-05-08T23:11:00.000-04:00

about a week and a half ago. i was in the shower, and i was planning to use these little travel shampoo/conditioner that my mom sent me, because they smell sooo good. so, im trying to flip open the cap of the shampoo bottle, and its HARD. so, i kinda dig my thumbnail under it, and pop it open. then, somewhere between opening the shampoo bottle, shampooing my hair, then moving on to conditioner, i forgot about the difficulty of opening the shampoo bottle (i's so smurt). and, instead of flipping the cap open with my thum NAIL, i instead tried to just flip it open with the pad of my thumb...oops, wait, that didnt work. and now my thumb is gushing blood. (i kid you not, GUSHING. i actually had to stop the shower to find a band-aid. it freaking HURT!)

so, i was feeling a little clumsy after that moment. but, then my thumb healed up...kinda. i mean, it doesnt hurt normally, but i was eating something the other day and some juice got in teh cut and hurt like a muther!

anyways, today. i dont know how, but i did it AGAIN. only this time, well..its a bit more freakish.

i sliced open my index finger, same hand as the sliced thumb. guess how i did it. no, you probably wont.
so, apparently, when i last made pasta, and i poured some sauce out of the jar, some of the sauce remained between the lip of the jar and the lid. and then it dried. and then i didnt use the sauce for like a week. so, today, i go to open the jar, and its stuck on there pretty good. so, ive got a killer grip, and JUST as the jar starts giving, and the lid is turning, SLICE! some of the dried sauce cut my thumb. im not even joking. oh to hear the annoyed profanities that came out of my mouth. its not even that it hurt, i was just annoyed.

so, that's my genious for ya. i hope some day, when im trying to get a job at a law firm, the potential employers read this and think, "Gee, she must be really smart. let's hire her..."

ewewewewohmygodewewewewew

2007-05-07T10:06:00.000-04:00

okay, ive been itching ever since i read this. ew. soooo creepy

http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/05/07/spiderboy.ap/index.html

Law versus....money

2007-05-04T20:24:00.000-04:00

while it's true that in most cases, you think of law, then you think of lawyers, then you think of money. (by the by, if any of you are clinging desperately to my friendship because you think im going to be rich in a few years, you are sadly mistaken. im so not going to be. and even if i were...why would i share with YOU?) =)
anyways, today, paris hilton was sentenced to 45 days in jail. well, yes, im sure its some sort of high-class jail for white-collar criminals. and it's not going to be all THAT much of a hell for her, but seriously: who saw this coming?!
i was reading on cnn.com yesterday (why cnn feels the need to report on celebrities i'll never know) that prosecutors were asking, among other things, for the 45 day jail sentence. my first thought? oh she will buy her way out of this one. apparently, both paris and her mother (lovely woman i imagine) thought so, too.
paris' mom, when the prosecutors stated their request today in court, LAUGHED OUT LOUD. you know she was thinking, "right. like they'd give a hilton jail time. we're FAR too important. and rich. and beautiful. and rich. and famous. and rich." but, the sad ol hag was wrong. craziness.
and paris mom when the verdict was read? oh, she blurted out, "can i have your autograph" to the judge. i interpret that as meaning, "i cant believe you just went against the hiltons. this is the end of your career, buck-o."

oh, and paris arrived 10 minutes late. way to show respect to a judge who is holding a 45-day jail sentence in teh palm of his hands.
i like this judge. i mean, i dont know anything else he's done, but whenever judges show some spine and stand up to these celebrities (im sorry, HOW many of these stars are arrested for DUIs and then they just get away with it? or anything else. people cater to them because...god knows why. my god it makes me sick), i love it.
so, hurrah for the legal system.

ahhh....the good ol days

2007-05-03T10:10:00.000-04:00

you know, a hundred years ago, you didnt have to go to law school to become a lawyer. you could apprentice with a lawyer, and then just like THAT you became a lawyer. none of this $5million/year thing. none of this, sit in a classroom for 2 hours while your professor lectures. none of this, study your ass off to take an unrealstic closed-book three hour exam to try and parse out the issues and rules, which will be so convoluded that people who arent good at taking tests and do better at taking their time and writing a paper are going to FAIL FAIL FAIL. people actually got hands-on EXPERIENCE. they didnt sit all day learning abstract theories and overruled holdings of cases from 1846BC. there was a practicalness that was employed. and then they were lawyers...

of course, women weren't exactly allowed to do that...but whatever, that's not the point.

i think we should bring the apprentice-ship back, and allow women.

"why i hate girls"....or, "yes, sweetheart, im laughing at you"

2007-05-02T19:53:00.000-04:00

so, i just went pick up dinner. pizza, actually--damn good pizza. but i didnt go anywhere fancy, just a place around the corner where you can buy pizza by the slice and stand at the counter and eat it. while im waiting for my amazing mini deep dish pepper and olive pizza (yuummmm) i turn around and what do i see?

oh dear lord! noo!! my eyes! oh god my eyes! yes, neon-orange boobs. in my face. well, EVERYONE'S faces. really, dear, there's a time and place for that much boobage. dinner time at a family restaurant? yeah, THATS NOT ONE OF THOSE TIMES.

but the greatest thing? she was crazy decked-out. i mean, if she had gotten a dress that fit, it would actually be REALLY cute. kinda casual, but more fancy. made even more fancy by crazy high heels. and ten pounds of make-up. but wait for it! it gets better! she was out with her boyfriend. now, if you're picturing her all super dressed up for a date at a pizza place, you might be imagining some guy in slacks and a button-down, right? hahahahaha, no. the guy was wearing an inside-out t-shirt that had probably been on his floor for 12 days, along with his pants. he hadnt showered, and, if he had, he forgot to a) wash his hair, b) use soap, and c) shave. it was awesome.

probably not the best sign...

2007-05-02T17:08:00.000-04:00

have you ever been staring at your computer, intently analyzing and writing, and then look up and think, "wow. it's really dark in here." and then your next thought is, it must be really cloudy outside for it to be this dark.
oh. no. no. wait. it's not clouds. the light just isn't on.

oh, the things i will do to procrastinate, or, "other things that make me happy"

2007-05-01T23:21:00.000-04:00

i love thunderstorms.

i remember as a kid sitting on our front porch (bronson house, for those of you in-the-know) with my older brother watching a thunder and lightening storm. it was awesome. we dont have nearly enough thunderstorms out in california. and if we do, its usually like, oooh. one bolt of lightening. ooooh. quiet rumblings of what might be thunder, but it most likely an airplane flying overhead. but out here on the east coast? the storms are amazing. so powerful. in fact, i was woken up at 4 am the other morning by thunder so loud it shook the panes of glass in my windows. and the lightening was so bright it was lighting up my room.

the sounds of rain and thunder really are incredibly relaxing. and believe it or not, quite conducive to writing a paper on tort liability.

now i've had the time of my life...and i owe it all to.....well, johnny and baby

2007-05-01T21:55:00.000-04:00

so, this year marks the 20th anniversary of DIRTY DANCING. i dont remember the first time i saw the movie or who with (although i have a feeling that its safe to say that summer was there). i DO remember, though, in like 5th or 6th grade my best friend holly LOVED the movie and my mom wouldnt let me see it...

anyways, it became one of my favorites. one of my girl movies, where whenever i need to feel like a high school girl, all giggly and everything, i watch the movie and image that one day, my "johnny" will find me, and he'll stick up for his best friend who happens to be a girl and knocked up by some slimy pre-med wiater asshole but he'll tell my dad that HE knocked up his bestfriend so then my dad will forbid me to see him, but i wont listen and i will sneak off to see him and we will dance in teh rain and he'll call me baby and then someone will say that hes a thief but i know the truth because we were doing naughty things at the time they said he stole the stuff so then i will stand up for him but he will get fired from his job as a dance instructor and then have to go away and then i will be sad and my sister who hates me will be nice because she pitties me and then there will be this big huge performance adn then johnny will show up and tell my parents that NOBODY PUTS BABY IN A CORNER and then we'll dance and kiss adn i WILL do the lift and everyone will cheer and then my dad will tell johnny that he knows johnny wasnt the one to get penny in trouble and hten my dad will love me again and he will love johnny too and then all will be right in the world....yeah, im just waiting for that day...

anyways, so. since its the 20th anniversary, select theaters are showing the movie tonight and tomorrow, so i, naturally, bought tickets as soon as i heard, and i got my friend sara to come along with me. oh. my. god. i dont know when i had so much fun. essentially, the theater was like a giant slumber party filled with girls and some guys (either gay or dragged there by their bitchy girlfriends--seriously, who DOES that to a guy??), and we were all giggling and cheering and singing along with the songs in teh dark. it was soooo much fun. and seeing a movie on a huge screen that youve seen 20million times before on a teeny tiny screen is such a shock. i saw SO MANY little details that i had never noticed before.
im on a dirty dancing high right now. serioulsy, SO MUCH FUN!!

to top the night off, as i was walking home it began to sprinkle. i dont know if you all know this, but i LOVE LOVE LOVE walking in the rain (under the right circumstances, of course. on my way to school? yeah, not so much). and then the lightening started. unbelievably beautiful.
and today, i took a short walk around my neighborhood to check out spring time. i cannot even express to you how beautiful old brooklyn is with the trees either a brilliant bright green or blossoming and tulips EVERYWHERE (what are they? the official flower of brooklyn? i mean, theyre pretty and all but they are everywhere) and it smells so good and it was sunny and warm...i am still enchanted by this city.

my god i love new york.
and baby.
and johnny...

oh sylvia...
yes mickey?
how you call your lover boy?
cmere lover boy!
and if he doesnt answer?
oh lover boy...
and if he STILL doesnt answer?
i simply say...babyyy....ooohohoh bayyybyyy...my sweet bayyybbyyy, you're the one...

did you know....

2007-04-30T23:23:00.000-04:00

did you know that when you are eating an animal's "loin" (i.e., tenderloin, sirloin, etc) its actually from the animal's back and not it's...loin...region...
yeah, me neither. of course, why would i? but still, i always wondered...

and, yeah, thats right. im surfing the net to see what part of the animal the loin is instead of working on finals. TAKE THAT LAW SCHOOL.

aaaaaand, this is how we fail law school....

back to it! article 20 of the new york penal law. parties to offenses and liability through accessorial conduct....