Okay...
You know when two posts ago, I said I thought I was at the pinnacle of nerdiness?
I have just secured a second job as a LIBRARIAN. In the law school library.
First person who mails me suspenders and horn-rimmed glasses gets to give me a wedgie and shoot me in the head.
Sunday, August 31, 2003
Friday, August 29, 2003
One-L
Okay, first week is over. Already, I am a hundered times the nerd I was.
I am a catholic schoolgirl, i carry around 30 pounds of gear with me wherever i go (half laptop and accessories, half overburdening law books), i use my highlighter so often that i have it easily accessible and visible on the outside of my purse (one step away from pocket protector, see), i am getting paler and pastier by the second, and--this is the clincher--i work not just in the library, but the computer lab of the library.
yes, the joys of law school.
on a lighter note, these people seem to be alcoholics. all of the student events seem to involve unlimited free alcohol, and in one case, topless pudding wrestling. it's like college all over again, but with bigger books and more debt!
Okay, first week is over. Already, I am a hundered times the nerd I was.
I am a catholic schoolgirl, i carry around 30 pounds of gear with me wherever i go (half laptop and accessories, half overburdening law books), i use my highlighter so often that i have it easily accessible and visible on the outside of my purse (one step away from pocket protector, see), i am getting paler and pastier by the second, and--this is the clincher--i work not just in the library, but the computer lab of the library.
yes, the joys of law school.
on a lighter note, these people seem to be alcoholics. all of the student events seem to involve unlimited free alcohol, and in one case, topless pudding wrestling. it's like college all over again, but with bigger books and more debt!
Monday, August 25, 2003
The end of my first day of law school. What have I learned today?
1) I can walk from the door of my apartment to the door of my first class in ten minutes flat
2) My new monster of a laptop, impressively powerful as it is, is very, very heavy...perhaps prohibitively so.
3) Class is boring (big surprise here)
1) I can walk from the door of my apartment to the door of my first class in ten minutes flat
2) My new monster of a laptop, impressively powerful as it is, is very, very heavy...perhaps prohibitively so.
3) Class is boring (big surprise here)
Wednesday, August 06, 2003
FREE BURRITO!
(With the purchase of a large drink)....
Actually, it's a "Bare Burrito" so it has no tortilla, but it's still damn good. The drink is $2.14 and comes in a cool plastic sports cup. The burrito is delicious and if you pile enough pico de gallo on it, will last you two meals. AND this coupon lasts till September 22! Click on the link below and email yourself the coupon. I've been there 2 days in a row...yummy.
FREE BURRITO FROM BAJA FRESH
(With the purchase of a large drink)....
Actually, it's a "Bare Burrito" so it has no tortilla, but it's still damn good. The drink is $2.14 and comes in a cool plastic sports cup. The burrito is delicious and if you pile enough pico de gallo on it, will last you two meals. AND this coupon lasts till September 22! Click on the link below and email yourself the coupon. I've been there 2 days in a row...yummy.
FREE BURRITO FROM BAJA FRESH
Monday, August 04, 2003
Sleeptalking
The other day, I was trying to wake Tim up, and he cussed me out while still asleep, calling me "fucking piece of shit" and telling me to go into the closet and stay there.
I was left dumbfounded, staring open-mouthed and utterly incapable of exacting revenge, since he was, as previously mentioned, fast asleep.
I guess this is retribution for the times I've cussed people out in my sleep. Last year, I allegedly responded to a question asked me while I was asleep by snapping "What the fuck does it matter?"
When I was in Vegas (asleep) and Mat was talking in the morning, I told him to shut the fuck up, twice.
I think this is a very interesting phenomenon. Someone should do a study about the frequency and ease with which profanities are slung around when the person doing the slinging is asleep and threatened with the prospect of being woken up. I suppose at that halfway point between consciousness and slumber, the most primal part of us awakens and all socially instilled manners are thrown out the window, ergo the frequent use of the word "fuck."
Or maybe I'm just a fucking grouch in the morning.
The other day, I was trying to wake Tim up, and he cussed me out while still asleep, calling me "fucking piece of shit" and telling me to go into the closet and stay there.
I was left dumbfounded, staring open-mouthed and utterly incapable of exacting revenge, since he was, as previously mentioned, fast asleep.
I guess this is retribution for the times I've cussed people out in my sleep. Last year, I allegedly responded to a question asked me while I was asleep by snapping "What the fuck does it matter?"
When I was in Vegas (asleep) and Mat was talking in the morning, I told him to shut the fuck up, twice.
I think this is a very interesting phenomenon. Someone should do a study about the frequency and ease with which profanities are slung around when the person doing the slinging is asleep and threatened with the prospect of being woken up. I suppose at that halfway point between consciousness and slumber, the most primal part of us awakens and all socially instilled manners are thrown out the window, ergo the frequent use of the word "fuck."
Or maybe I'm just a fucking grouch in the morning.
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