Friday, September 30, 2005


This week, I signed up for the MPRE (Multistate Professional Responsibility Examination), which tests the "knowledge and understanding of established standards related to a lawyer's professional conduct." I've heard that, as long as you have a fairly decent moral compass, you'll do fine.

So maybe I'll be okay, after all, if I exhibit a "very well-developed sense of what is Right and Wrong"...

You are a

Social Liberal
(60% permissive)

and an...

Economic Liberal
(26% permissive)

You are best described as a:


Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid
Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

Hippity Hop

Tonight a cute little brown-with-a-white-tail bunny ...ran? ...hopped? ...skittered across the road as I was driving home. No, I did not hit it.

But can anyone tell me when wild bunnies became city dwellers?

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Tour-o Tour-o

My friend has been in town for the past week, and I've been squiring him around to all of the "hot spots." Let me just say that being a tourist is exhausting. That being said, I'm happy we got a chance to go to the Art Institute and see the collection of mini rooms. Those were super cute and original. I also was pleasantly surprised by the Museum of Contemporary Art. An especially fun discovery was Chris Uphues, who was their 12 x 12 (12 young Chicago artists over the next 12 months) feature of the month. His paintings are a lot of fun, and the level of detail he puts into each of them is hugely impressive.

That being said, man ALIVE does my friend love American vice foods. In addition to his already-existing love of two-bite brownies, Haagen Dazs Pineapple Coconut ice cream, and macaroni and cheese, he's fallen in love with Original Pancake House omelettes, Cold Stone Creamery ice cream, and Giordano's stuffed pizza. Not that I blame him (for the most part) -- I love Cold Stone as much as the next, but, holy man, I can just feel my arteries clogging. *choke choke* I think I need to detox afterwards. Any suggestions?

Saturday, September 24, 2005


In My Best Friend's Wedding, Julia Roberts's character is a food critic. Her character also smokes cigarettes. Incongruity?

Thursday, September 22, 2005

No News

No news news, it seems.

That's okay because I just ordered a set of 800 tc sheets. Ahhh...cheers to drowning the problem in online shopping.

Monday, September 19, 2005

Law Students Gone Wild

...or perhaps...gone native?

itsasony3: Have you done exercises where you were sued for battery?
itsasony3: baah
odderie: Here's a hunch: Has a sheep ever sued you for battery?
odderie: *lifts eyebrow*
itsasony3: Why does everyone think I fuck sheep?!!!

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Current State

Upset with the lack of positive responses from OCI. See: boatload of dings that arrived with yesterday's mail.

On the other hand, very excited that Nip/Tuck starts up again on Tuesday. Who doesn't like watching people whose lives are more starred up than their own?

Don't Let The Teacher Catch You

New Age-y approach: Has anyone tried to do a handwriting analysis of this note?

Friday, September 16, 2005

Trader Joe's, what have you done?

Why, oh why, did Trader Joe's stop stocking wasabi soy nuts and organic dried mangoes?

Thursday, September 15, 2005


Just as an FYI, now that I remember yesterday's grocery trip, 4-5pm seems to be prime time for really hot guys to go grocery shopping. I saw at least four. And they were there ALONE. There's something about a hot guy picking out red peppers. Rowr.

No News = Good News?

Is no news good news?

OCI is officially over. All in all, I did 18 total interviews, which is a pretty respectable number. The tally so far is uninspiring, but uninformative:

Total interviews: 18
Dings: 5
Callbacks: 0

Needless to say, any phone call between the hours of 10am and 7pm Chicago time (which would be 8am and 5pm California time) is heart attack-inducing. See: yesterday afternoon. I went for a walk to the grocery store and returned to find that I had a voicemail. Telling myself (1) not to panic despite the blood rushing in my ears and (2) that it would probably be either my father (who has taken to calling to make sure I'm still alive and well, which I'll admit is a little flattering b/c he's so stubbornly independent while being very codependent -- more on that later) or a friend, I listened to the voicemail.

It was blank.


What kind of cruelty is that?

I then checked the call history and was even more perturbed by what I saw. The phone call came from a 415 number (San Francisco area code), which in itself is heart attack-inducing. The weird thing (and I mean WEIRD) is that the 415 was then followed by a phone number of... 000-0000.

Yup, 000-0000, which I have never seen before on my phone.

So now I'm left to wonder what that meant. It probably means nothing. It probably is some blasted turd automated telemarketer thingamabob dialer. It probably means no more than that the fates decided that my heart needed a blood-pumping workout. Bastards.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

iPod nano

Wow, just when I was getting used to and feeling pleased as punch with my mini, Apple just has to come out with the nano and inspire covetous feelings within.


I'm torn between being impressed and being disturbed that someone would go to the trouble to compile such a list'll see (where the person referenced is the one in the numerous pictures).

Sunday, September 11, 2005


I've taken to drowning my OCI sorrows in Harlequin Romance novels (the tender, mushy, emotional kind) and Regency romance novels (the ankle-barer, oh-my-god-did-they-just-kiss-how-scandalous kinds) with pistachios, dried mangoes, and a glass of ice cold water within reaching distance.

When, oh when, did I become a middle-aged housewife?

Saturday, September 10, 2005


Life is not a dress rehearsal, so don't dress like you're an understudy.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Friday, September 02, 2005


It's tragic that Americans are capable of such horrifying behavior in the absence of law and its enforcers. While I understand fear, the emotion does not in any way tie to the desire to commit such atrocious acts against human beings and fellow sufferers. We are not heartless. Why act that way?


As expected, I'm a little nervous about interviewing with my sub-par grades.

As unexpected, I'm feeling discouraged because I haven't heard back from any firms yet.

Interviews so far: 8
Interviews to go: 6
Responses of any kind: 0