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liptonrm_backupI haven't responded to any comments and I shouldn't be posting because I have Research and Writing homework to do but I can't help but post anyway. All hail the ways of the procrastinator.
Civil Pro II knocked me on my ass yesterday. Came home and pretty much went straight to bed. Was awakened about 2 hours later and was then up till 4 o'clock in the morning because I started feeling crappy. Thank goodness had the foresight to take something so even though I slept till 1PM I seem to have cut the flare-up off at the pass.
So, yeah, law school sucks. But I'm more determined than ever to finish it. Come Hell or high water.
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ghani_atreides tagged me to do the 7 random facts meme that's been going around. I am nothing if not random. ;-)
1. I don't tend to read a lot of regular fiction. Or, really, any at all. I'll read literary classics (Dickens, Austen, Dostoevsky, etc) because they're classics and I feel an obligation to partake of them but I tend to give most modern fiction a pass (there's also a whole thing about how fiction represents an age/era and the historian in me eats stuff like that up with a spoon). At the bookstore I go straight for the genre section and/or the history section and will habitually glimpse through the children's section (it's amazing how much good genre fiction is siphoned over there). Hence, in one weekend you can find me reading a Stephen King novel and a book on Renaissance Italy but I'm not likely to have an opinion on the great novel you read over the summer. Though if you jump up and down about it enough I might just have to go out and buy it.
2. Speaking of books, I'm so not a fan of gothic romances. I'll choose an Austen over a Bronte anyday. Give me a Darcy or a Wentworth because I'm liable to punch a Heathcliff or a what'shisface from Jane Eyre straight in the face. My patience for overblown male emo is ridiculously short. Yes, I have romance in my soul, it's just of a more practical nature.
3. I'm not a big fan of wearing shoes. If I could go barefoot/in sandals the entire year I would be on cloud nine. I really am a hobbit at heart.
3a. However, I adore shopping for shoes. When I was younger I used to wonder what all the fuss was about but now I understand. If I could I would spend all of my money on shoes and have whole closets full of them. Unfortunately I need to do things like buy food. Stupid food.
4. When I was in fifth grade I played Queen Isabella in a musical production about Christopher Columbus that my class was putting on. I had to audition and everything. I can still remember four lines from the solo I got to sing. If you ever hear me singing about money under my breath that's probably it.
5. In high school I was one of the biggest choir dorks you'll ever meet. I was in two separate choirs, the class and the select extracuricular one, I sang chorus in musicals (and even got a fairly sizeable supporting role my senior year), took private voice lessons, and scored straight ones (the highest score possible) at a state singing competition. However, my high school choir director did such a great job of being a bitch that she convinced me that if all professional music people were like her I totally didn't have the capacity to deal with their bullshit after graduation. So I haven't done any real singing since. Well, besides the fact that I sing all of the time and anyone who ever drives anywhere with me has been subjected to my car-karaoke. So I guess that makes me choir dork, retired, or some such.
And I still know all of the words (in Latin) to the Dies Irae from Mozart's Requiem. =D
6. My brothers and I used to hold the randomest contests like 'who could eat her/his ice cream cone the slowest' or 'who can stay underwater the longest.' I always made sure I won, even if I did come close to passing out that one time. Stubborness FTW.
7. My first (and only) experience with the ocean was strangely memorable. We were doing the whole Florida vacation thing (Disney World, Universal, Cape Canaveral, etc.) and spent part of it in Cocoa Beach. Before going to the beach I foolishly decided that I needed to shave my legs (it's an understandable mistake seeing as my only experience with large bodies of water was the Great Lakes). I failed to realize that salt water + missing layer of skin = quite a burning sensation. That didn't stop me from getting out there in the waves but, still, ow. Plus the whole salt residue thing was ... different. But, seeing as my family is full of beach rats, a good time was had by all.
So, there you are. Some random information for your Thursday evening. In other news, this month's issue of the Buffy comic was the first one I really enjoyed. It wasn't written by Joss which might be saying something. Ok, ok, I'm totally going to do my homework like a good drone. But I think I might need cookies first. Yeah, cookies sound good (all hail loan money!)
Civil Pro II knocked me on my ass yesterday. Came home and pretty much went straight to bed. Was awakened about 2 hours later and was then up till 4 o'clock in the morning because I started feeling crappy. Thank goodness had the foresight to take something so even though I slept till 1PM I seem to have cut the flare-up off at the pass.
So, yeah, law school sucks. But I'm more determined than ever to finish it. Come Hell or high water.
ghani_atreides tagged me to do the 7 random facts meme that's been going around. I am nothing if not random. ;-)1. I don't tend to read a lot of regular fiction. Or, really, any at all. I'll read literary classics (Dickens, Austen, Dostoevsky, etc) because they're classics and I feel an obligation to partake of them but I tend to give most modern fiction a pass (there's also a whole thing about how fiction represents an age/era and the historian in me eats stuff like that up with a spoon). At the bookstore I go straight for the genre section and/or the history section and will habitually glimpse through the children's section (it's amazing how much good genre fiction is siphoned over there). Hence, in one weekend you can find me reading a Stephen King novel and a book on Renaissance Italy but I'm not likely to have an opinion on the great novel you read over the summer. Though if you jump up and down about it enough I might just have to go out and buy it.
2. Speaking of books, I'm so not a fan of gothic romances. I'll choose an Austen over a Bronte anyday. Give me a Darcy or a Wentworth because I'm liable to punch a Heathcliff or a what'shisface from Jane Eyre straight in the face. My patience for overblown male emo is ridiculously short. Yes, I have romance in my soul, it's just of a more practical nature.
3. I'm not a big fan of wearing shoes. If I could go barefoot/in sandals the entire year I would be on cloud nine. I really am a hobbit at heart.
3a. However, I adore shopping for shoes. When I was younger I used to wonder what all the fuss was about but now I understand. If I could I would spend all of my money on shoes and have whole closets full of them. Unfortunately I need to do things like buy food. Stupid food.
4. When I was in fifth grade I played Queen Isabella in a musical production about Christopher Columbus that my class was putting on. I had to audition and everything. I can still remember four lines from the solo I got to sing. If you ever hear me singing about money under my breath that's probably it.
5. In high school I was one of the biggest choir dorks you'll ever meet. I was in two separate choirs, the class and the select extracuricular one, I sang chorus in musicals (and even got a fairly sizeable supporting role my senior year), took private voice lessons, and scored straight ones (the highest score possible) at a state singing competition. However, my high school choir director did such a great job of being a bitch that she convinced me that if all professional music people were like her I totally didn't have the capacity to deal with their bullshit after graduation. So I haven't done any real singing since. Well, besides the fact that I sing all of the time and anyone who ever drives anywhere with me has been subjected to my car-karaoke. So I guess that makes me choir dork, retired, or some such.
And I still know all of the words (in Latin) to the Dies Irae from Mozart's Requiem. =D
6. My brothers and I used to hold the randomest contests like 'who could eat her/his ice cream cone the slowest' or 'who can stay underwater the longest.' I always made sure I won, even if I did come close to passing out that one time. Stubborness FTW.
7. My first (and only) experience with the ocean was strangely memorable. We were doing the whole Florida vacation thing (Disney World, Universal, Cape Canaveral, etc.) and spent part of it in Cocoa Beach. Before going to the beach I foolishly decided that I needed to shave my legs (it's an understandable mistake seeing as my only experience with large bodies of water was the Great Lakes). I failed to realize that salt water + missing layer of skin = quite a burning sensation. That didn't stop me from getting out there in the waves but, still, ow. Plus the whole salt residue thing was ... different. But, seeing as my family is full of beach rats, a good time was had by all.
So, there you are. Some random information for your Thursday evening. In other news, this month's issue of the Buffy comic was the first one I really enjoyed. It wasn't written by Joss which might be saying something. Ok, ok, I'm totally going to do my homework like a good drone. But I think I might need cookies first. Yeah, cookies sound good (all hail loan money!)
