December 2010
21 posts
Gotta love checking your credit card statement and saying, “What is this charge that sounds so familiar and Italian…for over $60…in NE…OH! That’s when I bought a huge box of delicious meat. Right.”
November 2010
30 posts
The little things
It may be Finals Eve, and I may have a mere 6 page outline of the 30 page brief I need to write for tomorrow, and I MAY not have a single outline finished, contrary to my best of intentions entering the semester, but last night, hanging in bed with the boyf while nom noming on some insta-mac (generic brand Easy Mac) and a glass of Chuck was so totally worth it. Like my own personal law school wine...
Dad just texted me to have a beer…and all they have is Guinness! Friday night brief-writing takes a turn for the better…
3 Interviews in 3 Days: The good, the bad, and the...
I finally turned the corner of my 3rd interview in the same number of days, the law student’s favorite two-sided coin…balancing the joy of landing the interview with the stress of actually going through them. Let’s look at the count:
The good: I managed to keep it together for all three. Trust me when I say this is nothing short of a miracle for me. To make it through three days...
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Survival Tool #3: Be your own Italian Mama
I may not even have an Italian Mama, but growing up I had an Ida, which is just as good, if not better. My family’s surrogate grandmother (and our friends actual Nana), looked after all of us neighborhood kids, made us pizza lunches, and let us watch her soaps with her when we wanted a little attention. She also would set us straight with a stern word and a sharp pat to the tush when we were...
“In applying the doctrine, the court is merely doing what the court thinks the...”
– Nearing the end of a semester in Trusts and Estates, and the only things I have learned are 1) how to write a bad trust or will, and 2) it is inevitable that I will do so, because lawyers always do. <Sigh>
Only a musical theater AND law nerd...
At my locker, retrieving my many Evidence books (case book, rule book, supplements, oh my!), I found myself singing “Evidence!” to the tune of Into the Woods’ “Agony.” As in, “Eeeeeevidence!”
.5 for 2
Which is better than 0 for 2, I suppose. This morning fully intended to wake up early, get to 7:30 mass (aka, the short one), and then hit the gym so I could be in school, working by 10:00 at the latest. Made it to church by the Homily, and then rushed over to the gym…only to find it’s closed. Apparently civilized/sane/rational people aren’t trying to work out at 8:15 a.m. on a...
Survival Tool #2
Have a short list of legally productive things you can do while watching TV. For those times when a) I try so hard to tell myself I’ll get more work done but it’s 11:30 and I’ve been reading the same page for the past half hour and/or b) I swear watching the latest episode of Modern Family is the best thing for me, yet I’ll be stressed the whole time about all the things I...
Law Lemon **again**
It’s like I can’t escape myself. Wanted to go watch the Moot Court competition’s finals at the courthouse yesterday, but forgot that I would need a suit to do so. Given that my life roughly approaches law student meets constantly traveling consultant meets homeless person living out of her car (read: I stay at the boyf’s frequently given his proximity to school, my...
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Fun Law Student Rule #1. Do NOT, under any...
Seriously, y’all, it’s just obnoxious for anyone who’s not a first year law student. And half of first year law students too. Just stop it.
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Law Lemon strikes again
Paid for the gym in dimes today. (It’s $2 per visit.) It’s no Duane Reade bag for underwear, but it’s not looking good.
In which I forgo sentences in favor of optimism
Sometimes you have a really stressful day, in which you can’t understand why you’ve felt so insecure lately, and you have application after interview after application, and are more than 45 minutes late to meet a friend because you can’t. move. in. this. city’s. traffic let alone find a parking spot, and you think you find one in front of the Portuguese Embassy, only to...
“The formulation adopted by the House is pregnant with litigious mischief.”
– Comment from the Senate Judiciary Committee on FRE 501. The fact that I find this amusing validates my decision to go to law school, even on this, my night of Evidence from 5:00 - 11:00.
Hurts so good
I stepped up the pace on my runs for the past two days and my legs feel ah-may-zing. In that tight, painful way. Yumm.
What doesn’t hurt at all but is still good? The Hoyas and Eagles wins last night. Great day in the morning, victory is ours…if your a fellow Philadelphian Hoya residing in the District, that is.
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Eye headaches and the like
The eye-popping headache previously posted about (here) came about on my last day of internship for the semester. I finally cured it by turning out the lights in my office (yes, I had my own office, suhweet, right?) and nursing a DDPC which, because I’m me, I dressed in a koozie. (Warm hand, cold soda makes for a happy TrueL.) I must have looked like I was nursing the biggest hangover of all...
I have a headache behind my left eye that feels like it is working on popping my eye out of my head. Argh
But I am le tired.
So I will go to le bed. Having set out to apply to 6 summer jobs, I realized I missed the deadline for one, successfully applied to another, and simply can’t take it anymore. Tomorrow I shall emerge refreshed, go to the gym, and tackle anew! Bam.
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Add to the list of things I can't do while...
I’m walking from my car into the law school building, just having left my second to last day at my internship and thinking, “Look at me, walking more or less successfully with both a backpack and heels on, dressed rather professionally if I do say so, why I’m almost put together!” And I go to take a sip from my water bottle…and spill…all down my face and red...
Two days in a row at the gym, and I’m back to a normal human being. I don’t care if I can only fit in a 30 minute workout, 30 minutes of endorphins beats no endorphins any day.
I may not have finished my job applications, con law reading, OR professional responsibility, but rocking out to my latest stellar iPod playlist, walking a good clip toward the subway to go out on a Saturday, receiving semi-drunken text messages from the boyf, AND I got to go for a run today? So back in my element.
Saved daylight
I am a self-professed lover of winter, but even I hate saying goodbye to the daylight. I was going to run at 7:00, but it’s already looking super dark, so PR will have to wait until after my workout. I’m out!
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Survival Tool #1. You have to eat sometime
Oh hello there. I blog. These past two weeks were a whirlwind of work and travel and, if I’m being honest, slightly illogical and highly dramatic emotion, culminating in wild highs and lows none of which deserve to be rehashed online and publicly right now. Suffice it to say, I’m back.
And on that note, introducing two categories of posts: Survival Tools and Fun Law Student Rules....
