Sunday, January 27, 2008

Say Hello to the Newest Member of My Family

He's adorable! Name and more info to come soon...

Friday, January 25, 2008

Learn the Symbol

Dear Bad Drivers,

This is a merge symbol. Proper merging = no accidents. Please practice.

Lailah and I always talk about people who can't merge. It drives me insane, particularly on days like today when it's pouring outside and it's already harder to drive. Just another pet peeve...

Monday, January 21, 2008

I'm Confused...

Has anyone else seen this insanity???

Are people really going to roll up to work with this thing and sit for 8 hours at their desk?

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Dizzy Barf Barf

Went to see "Cloverfield" last night. I told Matt that get to pick the next few movies. He totally gave me the option to pick a movie last night, but I knew he wanted to see this one and I figured I could see "27 Dresses" another night. Note - if you plan on seeing this movie, bring a barf bag.

I can't tell you if I liked it or hated it...because I was only able to watch 20 mins of the movie. I knew that it was shot a la Blair Witch Project on "hand held" cameras, so I popped some dramamine a few hours before we went. Didn't help. It was so bouncy and blurry that I just couldn't handle it. Even Matt, who never gets motion sick, had to close his eyes for a bit of it. But I did listen to the movie and there were some holes and such and made me leave and enter into a deep discussion with Matt about the problems with it...but it was ok.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

I'm Kissable

Anyone who knows me knows I love lip gloss. Today I went to the Bath & Body Works super sale and found this. I'm obsessed. Super yummy and minty but has shine and a little bit of color. It's wonderful. It's about time I found a new gloss to love. I also bought a bunch of room fresheners and a ton of yummy smelling soap. With the $25 gift certificate I had, I ended up spending only $5 of my own money. I do love a sale...

Every Weekend is a 3-Day Weekend

So I think I like this no school on fridays thing. Because I didn't have to drive to SF today, I was quite productive:

1) Spent most of the day in bed reading "The Innocent Man" by John Grisham for my Wrongful Convictions class. It broke my heart.

2) Cleaned the kitchen. Not only does it smell like lemon, but I finally unpacked all the cool kitchen gadgets Matt and I got for Christmas.

3) Went to see "I Am Legend". I HATED it. The ideas of Zombies and screwed up dogs doesn't sit well with me.

4) Played Rock Band. I'm becoming quite the drummer.

I feel accomplished for the day. What am I going to do when I graduate and have a 9-5 (let's be honest: an 8-7 job) and I don't get days off?

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

A Letter to SF

Dear San Francisco,

Today I got all dolled up to go to court. I was super excited to wear my cute 3/4 sleeve coat (a la Audrey Hepburn) and new sunglasses. I even got up early to curl my hair. And what did you do? You allowed it to rain - not just little droplets, but massive, pouring rain. You also allowed the wind to blow so hard that it made my umbrella turn inside out so that I couldn't properly cover myself. Then, you allowed the bart station's escalator to break so that I had to walk down the slippery, wet steps in 4 inch heels. And finally, you allowed bart to stop on the tracks for 30 minutes while they figured out a problem on a train in front of me.

In conclusion, I ask that you be a little more considerate on my day off.



Wednesday, January 2, 2008

I spent the last few hours packing up all my stuff and getting ready to say goodbye to Chicago. I'm usually sad to leave, but for some reason tonight I was super emotional about it and I couldn't stop crying. Crazy, right?

For some reason this trip was really hard for me. I was super psyched to see friends, family, etc. But I didn't realize how much stuff I had been holding in. I have this ridiculous tendency to be the "strong one". So when I got home I was feeling a little weak and icky and I just figured that my body was trying to recouperate from finals. But I was dealing with questions left and right about the parents divorce and having to explain why I'm not talking to my dad and how I should be a "good daughter", etc. And then one night, I felt super sick, starting shaking really bad and had this awful, hardcore panic attack. Had to breathe into a paper bag and all. Gross.

The whole thing really freaked me out. Like duh, I go to law school, I'm going to be stressed. And I've spent so much energy forcing myself to push everything else in my life in the back of my head. I was so pissed at myself for cracking. But I just hate having to leave my mom and brother in this house while I take off. Though it was great to see friends and I missed my SF friends dearly, last week was fantastic, having Matt here with my fam. It was like I had everything I needed - and now it gets ripped apart. I should just pack my family in some human sized suitcase and bring them with me.

Sorry for the sappy go watch the America's Next Top Model Super Modelthon