SNOBBY

So I entered a contest over at jennsylvania, the blog of Jenn Lancaster, one of my very favorite authors/bloggers. She is giving away a copy of a new book, and all the contest was to replying as a comment with one word you would use to describe yourself.

Now usually I would probably use the word "fabulous" to describe myself (obviously), but really, that's so common. Everyone thinks they are fabulous. And honestly, I'd love to tell them all how totally un-fabulous they are. So I think that for today at least, while picking one word to describe myself I'd have to say "snobby." I mean I know that's not really a good thing, but I least I can admit that I am constantly judging everyone around me. It would totally be worse if I was walking around thinking I was just some great wonderful person all the time, right? RIGHT?!

Stuff White People Like

I just found this new blog: Stuff White People Like.

Pretty hilarious stuff.
I particularly like #8: Barack Obama - Because white people are afraid that if they don’t like him that they will be called racist.

I'll take that as a Compliment, Thank you very much.

So yesterday I had a meeting with a legal writing professor about the memo that's due next week. Luckily it was a group meeting because I had very minimal research completed... whoopsies. But anyway, it went fine, I knew enough to get through it, and afterwards had a couple hours to kill before class so I went to the library.

All the kids that were there from my section were taking up 2 tables that were pretty full, so I went to a table kinda close by that was empty except for a girl in our section. I don't really know her, but she's nice, and it's the library, so whatev. If it was happy hour, I'd be annoyed, but unfortunately it was the law school library. Anyway, so I set my stuff down and start unpacking my computer and books for civil procedure so I can finish reading before class and she says to me "Why am I not surprised that you have a pink binder?"
Now, I have no idea if she was making a jab at me, I mean knowing law school kids, it's highly possible that she was, but I'm going to take that as a compliment. Yes, I would have a pink binder for civil procedure. I also have a pink binder for contracts. And my dog's name is Elle Woods. And some day I will show up in court wearing fabulous pink outfits. And I will win.


Some day...

More Snow

More snow. A couple inches fell overnight, and we're supposed to get more for the rest of the week. I am SOOOOOOOO over this. Last nite when I took the pup out to play (baby loooooves the snow), it was actually not so bad. It was snowing pretty heavy but it was pretty and there was no wind and it wasn't too cold, so I could tolerate being outside for a while. This morning was a different story. So windy, snow blowing in 100 different directions, freezing cold... misery.

Then of course I get on the freaking bus and it's 8,000 degrees and I'm sweating profusely and crammed into a tiny seat wearing 30000 layers and can't move or breathe. Awesome. I love public transportation. LOVE IT!

While I am MORE than ready for summer, it does help to know that at least SOMEONE enjoys the snow... even if that someone has 4 legs and a big mouth.

Engaged to Vodka

First blog entry... I just have too many hilarious things happening in my life to not document them somewhere. So here it is... my journey as a first year law student, trying to make the transition into a functioning adult member of society... Yikes.

I'm not a college student anymore... but am I an adult? Psh. Hardly. Friends are getting married, people have big girl jobs, we wear suits to work, we pay our own bills (well, sorta, but that's another story for another day), etc. etc. etc.

I was talking to one of my best guy friends the other day (we'll call him 'Bear' for blogging purposes) about some friends of ours who got engaged last weekend. We all knew he had already bought the ring and it was only a matter of time before they were engaged, but it's still weird. I have had several friends becoming engaged lately, so as a joke I say to Bear "I'm engaged!" and his reply was "ha, yeah... to vodka."
Burn.
Clearly, while a lot of the other people in my life are growing up, settling down, and becoming adults, I'm definitely not quite there yet.

This is hilarious because this time a year ago, I was thinking about my wedding to my ex, knowing that he'd probably be proposing at any time. Let's call him that Guy I Used To Know (GIUTK). Although we dated for over 5 years, he is no longer a part of my actual life. Okay, I admit... if we're talking about my thoughts he's still very much present, but seeing as how he dumped me, married a girl he had known for three months (more about HER later... barf) and now lives in Europe, he's not exactly a regular part of my days anymore. So yeah... a year ago I thought I'd be the one with the ring on my finger... and here we are, joking about my engagement to vodka.

My my how things can change in a year. I won't even venture to guess where I'll be a year from now.