I just got the southwest airlines equivalent of Forrest Gumped. I asked a woman sitting in the window seat if the aisle seat (2 away) was free, and she said yes. As I started to sit down she said, “You know, it’s not a booked flight. You might find something else if you keep going.”
I like to think she wanted to spread out. And her foot seemed hurt, so maybe she needed lots of leg room.
Or maybe riding southwest is more like middle school than I’d like to remember :-p
Having escaped my finals nightmare—which culminated in a final every other day, ending with my hardest class, stiffs & gifts (or wills and trusts and estates, oh my!)—I retreated into a 3-day shopping-by-day, Operation-Christmas-cheer-with-the-boyf-by-night (read: tasty dinners and Christmas movie marathons to make up for the void of anything Christmasy besides my Pandora playlist while I trudged through finals in the weeks prior) and have emerged back home in good-ol’-PA with the fam. And even though I have about two dozen things to do that I tried but just couldn’t fit in during finals, at least I can breathe a little easier while I get there.
Oh, and PS, check out the Christmas present boyf got me.
I lost the claddagh my cousin gave me when we were kids in Evidence class and was suuuuper bummed. And he found a new one! He said he was going for almost identical, but this one is significantly nicer than the $10 street fair ring I got 15 years ago. I especially like the design on the side. So sweet.
“A good night’s sleep before a date could mean the difference between a lifetime’s happiness and a taxi home alone.”
Ha. This does not bode well for me, a serial self-denier of sleep.
In other news, who else is interested in this Danish myth that submerging your feet in alcohol will get you drunk?
I have 13 Christmas music playlists in iTunes. And counting.
True story: the professor whose exam I take today has been sued over his final.
Assuredly the details make it less dramatic, but all I’m trying to say is, the fact that I’m calm right now is a pretty big deal. I think I’m more than calm. I’m in the best of all my possible exam modes: I’m in “Bring It On” mode. Except, in addition to my standard Bring It On, I’ve added a softening touch of Christmas. Which all just adds up to me dancing around my apartment, blasting the soundtrack to Muppet Christmas Carol, and running through Commerce Clause cases. Exam, I will take. you. on.
(Disclaimer: This near-giddiness could have something to do with the fact that I went for my first run okay, jog, in four days and it felt (in the words of Kelly Kapoor) ah-MAY-zing despite the coldness that freezes everything but my sinuses (what? you know that happens) and despite the fact that I was listening to my Con Law mp3s as opposed to my super awesome pumped up playlist. Aaand scene.)
Studying for Trusts and Estates, I read “Barring bankruptcy, excessive spending habits, natural disasters, thievery, or large expenses such as those associated with a long-term illness, you will continue to accumulate possessions and will own more property as you grow older,” and I almost wrote “law school debt” in the margin. But then thought about the resale value and changed my mind.
zomgsh the ABA is doing a poll of favorite legal blogs and the dork in me is SOOO excited. (Note: Though I make it a priority to not be an exclusive law nerd, a la the type that won’t allow others to join in on her convos because she’s discussing whether the slip-and-fall her drunk friend just took would result in a windfall verdict in a comparative negligence regime—snore!—I *am* still a law nerd. Just an inclusive one.)
I spent way too much time this morning reviewing some of the choices, and my favorites are (two-fingered drum roll please (for all the other former educators in the room)):
School Law which is probably only interesting if you, like me, love education and the law, but since I do, there we are.
Corporette - I’m a total sucker for anything that says “I’m a powerful woman who can still manage to be feminine and pretty. What about it?”
The Prime-Time Crime Review - rates the legal stuff in the latest SVU episodes. Love: because SVU is both my jam for spending quality time with the baby sister (what, we’re not weird) AND for working the treadmill at the gym (nothing motivates you to push hard and father than wanting to catch that bad guy). Problem: I pretty much only catch SVU reruns on USA and TNT.
Runners up go to…
that’s what she said - covering the potential employment litigation implications of each ep of the Office.
LawLawLand - I’m not a huge entertainment law nerd, and yet every time I start reading about it, it so fantastically blends by law love with my love of anything that could wind up in People magazine. LawLawLand had me at the legal implications of Quidditch.
TaxGirl - Much like Corporette, I love the implications of being nerdy yet still feminine. Unfortunately, taxes are much harder for me to get behind than clothes. But who knows. Tax Girl could be the right kind of sass to convince me.
Ah, the bleeding-heart, cheese-stuffed emotional one in me was so happy that someone commented on the role of the lawyer as client advocate. I’m so lucky to have friends that actually care about things in addition to money too.
